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He gave an order, the proa was floated and the sail run up. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn over in their graves. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. At the opening of the van doors and the emergence into the fresh air Ann Veronica’s doubt and depression gave place to the wildest exhilaration. It came to her that to marry any one but Capes was impossible. If I do not look after her, she has no one. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. Might we ask you if you have ever seen him, if you knew him at all before this evening?” She stood up suddenly, and turning her back to them, looked steadily out of the window.
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