Her face was flushed and her nixie eyes were dancing to the mischief she contemplated.
Tom and Nixie departed, followed by praise from all the Wyndhams.
Get into the house, Nixie, you crazy pup; you've lost your walk.
"You mustn't let Nixie bother you; he'll try to be friendly," warned Tom.
Tom—and Nixie, as a matter of course—were due at the apartment that afternoon.