. . “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. And Mr. Spurlock knew exactly what he was doing, however: speculative mischief, to see how she would act. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender. ” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears. You never can tell. "I'll engage you for four days. \" He rose and departed.
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