pouto

Updated: May 22, 2025

And then she thought of the dear old kennels given over to a new master; the hounds whose names and idiosyncrasies she had known as well as if they had been human acquaintances. She had lost all interest in them now. Pouto and Gellert, Lightfoot, Juno, Ringlet, Lord Dundreary they had forgotten her, no doubt. Here was someone at last, but not the one for whom she was watching.

M. E. (Mary Elizabeth) Braddon - Vixen, Volume I.