She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. I am betrothed to Captain Roding, which is why you can’t have him, you see. “How are you?” He asked, realizing she was unnerved by the very sound of his voice. “Men are curious animals, with a trick of falling in love readily with girls about your age. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all.
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