The good spirts of one, Glen Bateman, had not diminished in the least since his arrival. He'd held his breath and put all his chips down on the magic of the island and turned up aces. No superflu, no sign of Randall Flagg, and no dreams more portentous than the alphabet in a cup of Campbell's soup. Glen was in a fine mood for certain, fit as a
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His eyes widened and he dropped his fishing pole as the dog, his dog, overwhelmed him with happy doggy kisses punctuated by much whining and tail wagging. "Oh! Oh..." Glen cried out, overwhelmed by sudden recognition. A lump rose in his throat, and his voice, for once, was lost ( ... )
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And yet, she could not stop the hope in her voice upon such a question.
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"Yes," he cleared his throat and started again. "Yes, Kojak was my dog. Or maybe I was his man for I've left him behind twice now and he's found me. Thousands of miles, or worlds away. He's the canine poster child. Aren't you boy?" As he spoke his voice evened out, but when he looked at Kojak, his eyes shone. "How did you get here?" Glen's face was pale, but he looked happy, his face fixed in wonder.
He looked back in Jane, "I'm sorry dear girl, it's a shock to see him like this. I left him behind to..." he shook his head.
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"I'm Glen Bateman, lady."
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He looked down at Kojak and nodded. "Kojak, bless his heart, chose to stay with Stu when he was needed." There was a hint of pride in his voice. "And you have been caring for him since Stu passed on through? I thank you, deeply indeed."
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He raised his brows at her formal statement of what he saw as the passing of ownership of Kojak. "Are you sure Miss Bennet? I miss the old boy, but if you have any need or want of him..." he trailed off seeing that she meant it. "I thank you."
He put a hand on Kojak's head and smiled at Jane. "I hope he hasn't caused you any trouble?"
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"He has been utterly perfect," she assured brightly. "You need not worry on such a count."
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Glen bent to gather up his pole, the idea of fishing gone from his mind. He turned back to Jane and asked, "Will you walk with me?"
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With that said, she once more stood and bowed her head. "I should like to walk whatever path you choose, sir."
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When she stood and assented, Glen held out his arm for her and clucked to Kojak, "Come on boy." Kojak obliged and stayed relatively near them as the began to walk, snuffing around the trees and the ground.
He walked in silence on a general path toward his home which he had dubbed "Little Woodsville'. It was nice to be walking with a pretty young girl on his arm as company. The last had probably been Stu's Frannie. And that was an odd thought wasn't it. It led him around to the question that he'd been wanting to ask.
"Miss Bennet, if you don' mind me asking, but how well did you know Stuart?" If Kojak had come into her care after Stu disappointed, then it must have been more than a passing acquaintance.
[For your reference, he's living in Odd & Stormy's old hut. The map lies.]
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"Here, for some time, we were married. But he is gone now, as I am sure you obviously know," she spoke dutifully, gaze upon the ground.
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He collected himself and smiled. "Then I'm doubly glad to meet you Miss Bennet," he said meaning it. "I hope Stuart was a good husband to you. My guess is that he would have been."
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