Now, there's Hawker--as good a fellow as ever lived, too, in a way, and yet he's an artist.

Why, look how he treats--look how he treats that poor setter dog!" "Why, he's as kind to him as he can be," she declared.
"And I tell you he is not!" cried Hollanden.
"He is, Hollie.

You--you are unspeakable when you get in these moods." "There--that's just you in an argument.

I'm not in a mood at all.

Now, look--the dog loves him with simple, unquestioning devotion that fairly brings tears to one's eyes----" "Yes," she said.
"And he--why, he's as cold and stern----" "He isn't.