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Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. "You do love me?" "God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. "But there's nothing more to see in Canton. Tell me what you think the island is like. “I ought to have done anything! “What’s a man for? “Friendship!” He doubled up his fist, and seemed to contemplate thrusting it through the window. Perhaps you'll next inform us why you have occasioned this disturbance. ” He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him, and for a time they were both too full for speech. Outside the door stood one of the soldiers. Gerald looked at it, then at her face.
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