She was flushed, and her eyes were
bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in
wandering strands of black. I hear
they are very much affected by the tragedies of their neighbours in France. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. “You will be so good as to leave us your correct name and address,
mademoiselle,” he said curtly. ”
Two young men on their way down the room came suddenly to a standstill
before Anna.
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