Even
then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of
life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. “You will be so good as to leave us your correct name and address,
mademoiselle,” he said curtly. "Rather in the way. “Suppose I chuck it,” she remarked, standing with the mauve slip in her hand
—“suppose I chuck it, and surrender and go home! Perhaps, after all, Roddy was
right!
“Father keeps opening the door and shutting it, but a time will come—
“I could still go home!”
She held Ramage’s check as if to tear it across. ’
Which effectually silenced her. Marry me. To be free of outward distraction, he
shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly,
with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one
end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face;
the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store
of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native
huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony;
the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its
white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms,
now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. Ah, no, I have it wrong. Two hours had come and gone during this tantalizing occupation. I’ll buzz
him for you. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough. “You’re not
interested in politics?” he asked, almost with a note of protest. Wood; but they never come now. Stanley, and went into his study. But this modern miasma—”
Mr.
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