” “Heavens!” the lady exclaimed. McClintock had brought from Penang three mangosteen evergreens; and, wonders of wonders, they had thrived —as trees. Wood wound it up by a description of the drenching he had undergone at the Mint pump, the other could hold out no longer, but, leaning back in his chair, gave free scope to his merriment. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. She receded into the entryway, opening her palm and gesturing as if there were an imaginary red carpet rolled out for visitors.
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