" "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot. But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber. “Glad to see you in London. ” But after that neither ideas nor phrases had come and she had fallen thinking of the events of the day.
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