“When you loosen the tangle in one place you tie a knot in another. I do not intend to be married, or to become engaged just at present. ToC The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room, from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. Too late now. ‘I thank you. Damn! I’ve splashed. "I'll tackle it to-night!" "But it's after ten!" "What's that got to do with it? … The roofs of the native huts scattering in the wind! … the absolute agony of the twisting palms!….
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