text:  But at the close of every day question Rover himself; and questioning Rover led you to look into each other's faces--and so you liked Rover's looks and Rover liked your looks--and when you said to Rover I should like to know who your master is? Rover looked with all his eyes as much as to say "Well now if ever I heard the like of that! If my name is Rover yours must be Bouncer"--then you patted him for a true and truth-telling dog; and he wagged his tail and looked again at you till you perfectly mesmerized each other and understood each other and he acknowledged that you and no other could be his master--and so you mastered him and he mastered your conscience--and then you and your conscience began to have a parley