"Never mind that--it's out," said Merton.
"Can't use it in this scene." He laid his cheek to the cheek of his pet.
"Well, old pal, they're takin' yuh from me, but we got to keep a stiff upper lip.

You an' me has been through some purty lively times together, but we got to face the music at last--there, Lowell, did you get that ?" The artist had made his study.

He made three others of the same affecting scene at different angles.

Dexter was overwhelmed with endearments.

Doubtless he was puzzled--to be kicked in the ribs at one moment, the next to be fondled.