Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself
in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. She hated it, she hated the mission-house;
she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. You’ve got me. However, it
doesn't much signify. “Are you a virgin, Julian? With your handsome face
and powerful body, you mean to tell me that you haven’t
dipped your wick?”
He started to get angry, “But it’s not the same for guys
as it is for girls!”
“So you have tasted the forbidden fruit, haven’t you?
You’re no different than any male. Her heart ached; and that puzzled
her. "Hands off!" she exclaimed, "or you'll repent it. If such a thing in connexion with him had been possible they
would have declared that he was in a towering rage.
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