Part of his head was swathed in linen bandages. " He laughed and followed her into the hotel. “I have had a trying evening and I need rest. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. IX. I can’t afford to get behind. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity.
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