"
"I will—I will," replied Wood hastily. And yet
to Spurlock it was only the title of a story he would some day write. Also he
had said—laughing in that way with his eyes which made a flutter in her chest—
that Prudence will find an Englishman to marry her. ’
‘Well, let us leave your name for the present. I loved her so
much. At sunset
the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer
together, with the quiet of water-fowl. I do not blame you
for the act. "
He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his
chest. I was—I was a corespondent. Ann Veronica
found herself incompetent, undignified, and detestable, holding on desperately to
a hardening antagonism to her father, quarrelling with him, wrangling with him,
thinking of repartees—almost as if he was a brother. The stores, the drying bins,
McClintock's bungalows and the native huts sprawled around an exquisite
landlocked lagoon.
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