All her pride raged at me. Wood, whose admiration for masculine beauty was by no means abated, glanced at the well-proportioned figure of the young man, and made him a very civil salutation. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ‘Parbleu,’ said Gerald.
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