**Love has Mouse can kill do it!** He cavorts by her side. **yes take to arena for playing-killing** Dropping the mouse on kitchen linoleum, she is slow, the dog is quicker. **sigh some time other better luck certain** Too tired, too annoyed to brave growling dog to rescue dying prey. A church bell somewhere begins the gentle, dull bonging of the witching hour. **hello, Nothing-man you come to visit__