Her back stiffened. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. Just this? Parbleu, did he think this was enough? She did not wish to marry him—at least, not just because he was an Englishman. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. From time to time she would come upon a line of singular beauty or a paragraph full of haunting music; and these would send her rushing on for something that never happened. Too intent on her search, and convinced besides that she was quite alone, she had been an easy prey.
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