“A volatile temperament—yes, a volatile temperament,” Mr. I think he got sick of us and he disappeared not one week later. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’ He sipped his wine and shrugged.
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