"You would have been disappointed if we had."
"I should have understood."
Then, after making further sympathetic reference to Harold's condition, Mavis said:
"What a dear dog this is! Is he yours?"
"It's Harold's. She's no business to be in here. She'll dirty your dress."
"I don't mind in the least."
"Let me turn her out," said Victoria, as she rose from her seat.
"Please don't. I love to have her with me," pleaded Mavis, adding, as Victoria acceded to her request:
"Don't you like dogs?"
"In their proper place. Jill wouldn't be allowed in at all if Harold didn't sometimes wish it."