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Taber returning. He read "The Beachcombers" to McClintock that night after coffee; and when he had done, the old trader nodded. Michelle seemed so innocent and sweet. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask. 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. . You know how those Russian students do? In Russia. I do not know how I shall get it, but I must, you understand. Ruth broke the exquisite pose by summoning Ah Cum, who was lured into a lecture upon the water-clock. Husband of mine, I think we have rather overrated the emotional capacity of those—those dears. The problem had returned, made gigantic by the possibility of Ruth's love. ” She let him make love to her that night. As far as I can, I belong to them all. Enchanted.
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