She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. A sea voyage under sail will be the making of him. I don’t want to hear you. “I’m a big boy, you know. " So saying, he re-entered the house, closed the door, and, followed by the widow, proceeded to the fire-place, where a handful of chips, apparently just lighted, crackled within the rusty grate. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. “Bless you, sweetheart. She wondered wildly why she had stood up. "Austin will stare," thought Jack, "when he comes here in the morning. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?” “Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him. Bring me clothing, I beg of you. Ah! I shall never forget the figure Jack cut on that occasion. The call of youth to youth, and we name it love for want of something better: a glamorous, evanescent thing "like snow upon the desert's dusty face, lighting a little hour or two, was gone.
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