“Mind your borders, Lord Dooley.′ Cagney said. Dooley gave her his mournful eyes. ‘But I’m trying to expand them.’ ‘Careful, they will shrink,’ Cagney promised. Dylan shook her head. ‘What?’ Callan asked her. Dylan hesitated a moment before writing out, I’m glad I don’t own land. Callan started laughing so hard he had to sit on a bench to recover.”
