" "Lord bless us!" ejaculated Wood, "how shocking! No, I did not know that. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. “It is not that. She had a vision of policemen, reproving magistrates, a crowded court, public disgrace. He said nothing. Upon what this instinct was based she could not say; she was conscious only of its insistence. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars.
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