“I am afraid that you are making a mistake. ‘Étes-vous Francais?’ Her eyes, he noted, followed from himself to Hilary and back again, but she did not speak. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. How she had fought her eagerness in the beginning, lest it reveal her ignorance of the marvels of mankind! The terror and ecstasy of that night in Singapore— the first city she had ever seen! There was still the impression that something akin to a miracle had piloted her successfully from one ordeal to another. It opened and a nun’s head popped out. At first Spurlock tasted coconut in his eggs, in what meat he ate; it permeated everything, taste and smell. Not once during the ceremony did the two look at each other, but riveted their gaze upon the lips of the man who was forging the bands: gazed intensively, as if they feared the world might vanish before the last word of the ceremony was spoken. " "Oh! of course," rejoined Mrs. ’ She counted off on her fingers. In vain Wood protested his innocence. She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. CHAPTER XVII.
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