The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. I found the door locked as usual, but when we entered this room everything was as you see. "Let us sit here," she said, indicating the white sand bordering the lagoon; "and in a minute or two you will see something quite wonderful. Always as black and bitter as gall.
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