Old Master Black watched Great General run off as if he had been given an order and showed no interest in where the dog went; checking the ti, his appointnt for a chess ga had co, so he left Jas Black and Jane Sampson alone in the house and departed.
When Jane saw Old Master Black leave, she truly heaved a sigh of relief, even shrugging her shoulders, no longer sitting up straight but slumping like a child on their first day of kindergarten.
Jas glanced at Jane’s small movents, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He was about to ask if she wanted another cup of tea when, all of a sudden, she stood up, and the next second, Great General bounded into her arms with sothing in his mouth.
Jas could see only Great General’s large body, but not Jane’s face; however, from her voice and the way she praised Great General, it seed the dog had done sothing particularly praiseworthy.
"Great General, let’s go," Jane patted the dog that was pressing down on her and pointed toward the patio window next to her, "To where!"
Only then did Great General let go of her and ran over there first. Once Jane stood up again, Jas noticed the item in her hand—a puffed snack pack, or in other words, she was holding a whole pack of potato chips.
Perhaps sensing Jas’ gaze, Jane subconsciously hid the potato chips behind her back, but soon realizing this childish act was rather foolish, she brought them back out and shook the bag at Jas, baring her teeth in a grin, "This is Great General’s snack, it can’t open it, so I’m feeding it!"
After saying that, Jane rushed over to Great General who was already lying in front of the patio window. The nine o’clock sunlight was just right, not too hot, and she sat down cross-legged directly in front of the window, patting the spot next to her for Great General to nudge closer, then tore open the packaging and shook it in front of the dog.
She took out a potato chip from the bag, looking sneakily in Jas’s direction, and seeing him with his head down drinking tea, she quickly tossed the item in her hand into her mouth and munched away with puffed cheeks. However, Great General suddenly let out a loud "woof" next to her, startling her into quickly muffling the dog’s mouth.
"Don’t bark! Shut it!" she whispered sternly to Great General, "Don’t be so stingy; it’s just one chip. Without , you couldn’t even open it!"
If Great General could speak at this mont, he’d probably rebut Jane. After all, the dog that could dismantle a ho surely could tear open a bag of potato chips, couldn’t it?
Of course, Jane wasn’t privy to the dog’s thoughts, but seeing Great General eagerly nudging her hand, she still fed him a chip.
The pair, human and dog, were unusually harmonious over a shared pack of potato chips.
Jas remained seated without moving. Aside from the initial glance Jane had cast his way, she paid him no further heed. Jas pretended not to notice that look, only lifting his eyes in the second he was sipping his tea and catching sight of her popping a chip into her mouth.
What followed was Great General taking a chip, then her taking one, back and forth, as the two, one human and one dog, sat by the patio window, quietly enjoying the whole pack of potato chips without any fuss.
Jas thought about all the snacks hidden in every corner of the house, and then that whole pack of potato chips he had thrown out, considering Jane’s passion for them, he guessed she must have cursed him plenty in her dreams that evening.
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