Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. She had never thought of him at all in that way before. "I wonder how she picked up Kanaka? On her island they don't talk Kanaka lingo. This done, she waited at the side of the bed; but he gave no sign that he was conscious of her nearness. She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so.
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