I do not think you quite understand my ideals or what is becoming as between father and daughter. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. ’ ‘Take care,’ warned Hilary, his eyes on his improvised bandage. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened the tiny white buttons of his shirt. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. ‘I feared as much. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart.
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