ivy grinned , her eyes black because of the emotions i was kicking out . mrs. heath nodded as she cleared a chair of a pile of newspapers and sat down . what was he doing now - playing for time ? winter looked up from the letter he was reading just in time to see a little white and black terrier trot into the room as if he owned the place . the afternoon had just been too much for her . where do you want to sit ? '' `` that 's not what i came to talk about . '' 