She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed 69 her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. A neat tale, giving little away. . To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. “I can’t conceive what you want. For a few minutes he kept them at bay. “Bother it all!” she swore. Free! All the fine ecstasy, without the numbing terror. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. . For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. " "From Mr. ” “I couldn’t do that,” said Ann Veronica, sharply. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips.
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