She could run away from him, if she wished, as she had run away from her father; she could carry out the original adventure. He had fallen off when trying to tie down his aluminum paint ladder. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. ‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. I am sure that he can be got rid of. She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. She says that everyone in the house makes too much noise, my Dad snores, and that when the house is empty, the traffic noise is nearly deafening. Her anger died and she eyed him.
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