Somehow or
other his reputation as a hardened and unassailable bachelor had won for him
during the last few years a comparative immunity from attentions on the part of
those women with whom he had been brought into contact. You may fall into the hands of
your enemy. The chromatic fiction with which he relieved his mind glanced but slightly at
this aspect of life, and never with any quality of guidance. "I'll tackle it to-night!"
"But it's after ten!"
"What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the
wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!…. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. . She looked from Anna, who was far
too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage,
and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. We are the species, and maternity is our game; that’s all
right, but nobody wants that admitted for fear we should all catch fire, and set
about fulfilling the purpose of our beings without waiting for further
explanations.
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