. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. In reply to this summons a horn was instantly blown at the corner of the street. How Jack Sheppard was again captured. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. ” There was a shout of laughter. She shook her head. After all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy, marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line, must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. The vast ironic humour of it: he was starting on his honeymoon! CHAPTER XIX Meanwhile the doctor, upon returning to his office, found Ah Cum in the waiting room.
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