Winter Solstice [antikvár]

Elfrida Before Elfrida Phipps left London for good, and moved to the country, she made a trip to Battersea Dogs Home, and returned with a canine companion. It took a good - and heart-rending - half-hour to find him, but as soon as she saw him, sitting very close to the bars of his kermel and gazing up at her with dark, melting eyes, she knew that he was the one. She did not want a large animal, nor did she reUsh the idea of a yapping lap-dog. This one was exactly the right size. Dog size. He had a lot of soft hair, some of which fell over his eyes, ears that could prick or droop, and a triumphant plume of a tail. His colouring was irregularly patched brown and white. The brown bits were the exact shade of milky cocoa. When asked his ancestry, the kennelmaid said she thought there was border collie there and a bit of bearded coUie, as well as a few other unidentified breeds. Elfrida didn't care. She liked the expression on his gentle face. She left a donation for the Battersea Dogs Home, and