With an open hand, he slapped her face. He had not addressed to her even the most ordinary courtesy of fellow travellers; she doubted that he was even aware of her existence. She moaned as he buried himself completely to the hilt. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?" "Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly. ” “You need help and sympathy more, Anna,” he pleaded, “and I have the right, yes I have the right to offer you both. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion.
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