She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit. ‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. The woman I wanted was another man's wife. She kept her face downcast. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. " She smiled, and returned to the spinsters. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. The eminent painter had handsome, expressive features, an aquiline nose, and a good deal of dignity in his manner. She rose from her chair, and began walking up and down the room restlessly. Halters, each of which had fulfilled its destiny, formed the attraction of the next compartment; while a fourth was occupied by an array of implements of housebreaking almost innumerable, and utterly indescribable. . “It’s the centre of the intellectuals. .
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