She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. “What a hypocrite you are. ” The girl received this intimation in silence, but the face that looked down upon the gas fire took an expression of obstinacy that brought out a hitherto latent resemblance between parent and child. Gosse took a step or two towards the centre of the room. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. " "You once saw a man die that way?" the manager echoed, his recent puzzlement returning full tide. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap.
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