She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. These things did not harmonize with his conception of the forthcoming (if unavoidable) interview. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. She said”—Ann Veronica shivered again—“‘I hope it won’t make you uncomfortable, my dear’—like that—‘and whatever you do, do be careful of your hair!’ I think—I judge from her manner—that she thought it was just a little indelicate of us—considering everything; but she tried to be practical and sympathetic and live down to our standards. " "Dere's de other door!" cried Mendez, in alarm. " "Oh, a shave and a clean suit will do a lot. \"Oh, that's okay, I do better if I study alone. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door.
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