He looked like a French boy soldier she had once glimpsed marching towards his death in one of the battles they would later call the Hundred Years War. “Women are mocked,” she said. Something is feeding upon them. I always told you some accident would happen. I have written, called—of what avail is anything—against that look. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. Ruth?" "Why the devil not? Why do you suppose she married you if she didn't love you? While you read I watched her face. The rejection caught him like a slap in the face. . She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ’ She shuddered, throwing her hands over her face.
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