Mr. "She considers her future blasted beyond hope. This heroine ruled an island which (in the '80s) was rich with shell—pearl-shell;
and she fought pearl thievers and marauding beachcombers, fought them with
weapons and with woman's guile. But some day she would
find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would
be flurries of snow blowing into her face. "
"You have always spoken it?"
"Yes; except for some native. Wood carved the
ducks; Mr. ‘Until today. It
seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. She could not help devouring him a little with her eyes
across the Burger King booth, handsome shoulders
visibly solid underneath his ridiculous polo shirt, his eyes
all sweetness and light. It was 1582. The Scotchman informed Ann
Veronica that your view of beauty necessarily depended on your metaphysical
premises, and the young man with the Russell-like hair became anxious to
distinguish himself by telling the Japanese student that Western art was
symmetrical and Eastern art asymmetrical, and that among the higher organisms
the tendency was toward an external symmetry veiling an internal want of
balance. These dinners,
from their lavish display of ambiguous hors d’oeuvre to their skimpy ices in
dishes of frilled paper, with their Chianti flasks and Parmesan dishes and their
polyglot waiters and polyglot clientele, were very funny and bright; and she
really liked Ramage, and valued his help and advice. "
"Rot! Mac, what do you suppose the natives used to call her? The
Dawn Pearl!"
McClintock wagged his Scotch head negatively.
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