She changed her mind that day, as her mother Marina had predicted. " The spinster's face actually became warm. Relief flooded her. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. " "You look pretty fit. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. This queer father of hers had given her everything but his arms. Blotted out—Love! With infinite care, through nearly a thousand pages, her father had obliterated the word Love. I asked her to marry me, and she consented. It’s wrong in the eyes of most people. She could not say who, not yet. It was the gratification of an immense necessity. It’s no good. "What poet was that?" "Stevenson.
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