He looked at Annabel, whose face was buried in her hands— he looked back at Anna, who was regarding him with an easy composure which secretly irritated him. ‘Tell me, my boy. I did not know you spoke Kanaka," he broke off. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. I’m a soldier, you see. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. "Get a chair, Austin. She doesn’t like you because she says the Beck’s are not ‘our kind of people’ which is her code for them not being rich enough. You see, I’m selfish. ” He replied lightly and stepped towards her. She spoke with fluent enthusiasm.
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