Also, that one of her arms was passed around the shoulder of a big young gold-and-white collie dog,--a dog that fidgeted uneasily and paid scant heed to the restraining hand and caressing voice of his mistress.
As the shabby man paused momentarily to scan the car's three occupants, the girl happened to look toward him.

Her look was brief and impersonal.

Yet, for the merest instant, her eyes met his.

And their glances held each other with a momentary intentness.

Then the girl turned again toward the restless dog, seeking to quiet him.