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"Very well. It was in fact the first embrace of motherhood she had ever known. I've been thinking about it ever since morning. From the white beach the palms ran in serried rows quarter of a mile inland, then began a jungle of bamboo, gum-tree, sandalwood, plantain, huge fern, and choking grasses. He held her hand in his, cupped together like a pair of shells for the rest of the hour. Red apples and snow! How often had these two things entered his thoughts since his wanderings began? Red apples and snow!—and never again to behold them! "I am going out for a little while," she said. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. I don’t know if I express myself clearly. Lucy clasped her hands over her ears as it screamed. Rich folks, once. Kneebone made no effort to check the unreasonable merriment of his companions, but rather seemed to encourage it.
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