Wood. He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. A silence ensued. You see, I’m selfish. "What good would it do you to destroy me? For I have courage to kill myself. ‘Oh! little Vee!’ he cried, ‘little Vee!’ and put his face between his hands and sat still for a long time before he broke out again. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. The coconut plantation covered the west side. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. 1.
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