270 “Curse that boy!” He chuckled and stomped the water. She came very near that night to resolving that she would return to her home next morning. The joy of being loved thrilled her as nothing before had ever done, a curious abstract joy which had nothing in it at that moment of regret or even pity. " "Did I ask for it?" "Yes. ’ ‘Well, don’t bite my head off,’ protested Mrs Sindlesham, clearly amused. “Looks like old times here, I see. ” “But there is something more. She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. ” He was suddenly calm. Huge trees obscured the view of it. He must be more or less of an age with this man. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter.
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