” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. White would not approve of callers. ’ The smile vanished. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. Her cheeks were aflame. ‘As for what to do, I wonder if young Charvill would be worth a visit. " "He made you wear shoes and stockings?" "Always. It feels like it.
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