the forehead that unwrinkled to 

 appreciate and love, or from the 

 stump of a tail that wriggled at 

 the other end to testify to the inti- 

 mate and impassioned joy that 

 filled his small being, happy once 

 more to encounter the hand or the 

 glance of the god to whom he 

 surrendered himself ? 



Pelleas was born in Paris, and 

 I had taken him to the country. 

 His bonny fat paws, shapeless 

 and not yet stiffened, carried 

 slackly through the unexplored 

 pathways of his new existence 



