its outline against the dusty ground. But then the collie stirred again and looked up the hill, as if sensing Cooper’s presence. Now the white patches on its face and flanks sparkled and
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shimmered as they picked up die glare of die sun from the limestone walls.
For Ben Cooper, it was all perfectly clear. From here, in this light, at this moment in his life, there was no way that he could make a mistake. He could see no black dog.
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