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orlie was feeling fondly toward their
big spotted guest and offered him her
serving.
"No, thank you. I need to be going."
He was beginning to
sense that Jorlie's mother did not like dogs
as much as Jorlie.
"Thank you for the delicious stew, Ma'am,"
Merrick said as he prepared to leave.
He said good-bye to Jorlie at the door and
they promised to
keep in touch.
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