‘I will not, if you will assure me that an imbecile is a better marriage prospect than a starving pig. “Don’t!” cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her. Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. Her eyes were lit with mirth, the corners of her mouth quivered. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast.
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