Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 20, 2025
His whole interest in life was fixed on the precious lump of sugar which Vivier held out to him. From puppyhood, Bruce had adored lump sugar. Even at The Place, sugar had been a rarity for him, for the Mistress and the Master had known the damage it can wreak upon a dog's teeth and digestion.
"Oh, I was going in, anyway," replied the nurse, from the doorway. "It is of no consequence." She spoke nervously, her rich contralto voice shaken by the dog's fierce show of enmity. Then she vanished into the church; and Mahan and Vivier took turns in lecturing Bruce on his shameful dearth of courtesy. The big dog paid no heed at all to his friends' discourse.
"I am saving him this!" proclaimed Vivier, disgorging from the flotsam of his pocket a lump of once-white sugar. "My wife, she smuggle three of these to me in her last paquet. One I eat in my cafe noir; one I present to mon cher vieux, ce bon Mahan; one I keep for the grand dog what save us all that day." "What's the idea?" queried the mystified rookie. "I don't "
"I don't know what's got into the big fellow!" exclaimed Mahan to Vivier as the old Frenchman joined the tumultuous group. "He's gone clean daft. He'd of killed that poor woman, if I hadn't " "Get him out of here!" ordered the surgeon. "And clear out, yourselves, all of you! This rumpus has probably set a lot of my patients' temperatures to rocketing. Take the cur out and shoot him!"
Word Of The Day
Others Looking