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’ ‘Damn you, answer me!’ Her eyes flashed. ‘I’ll handle her better alone. I deal with the Malay mostly; but twice a year I visit islands occupied by the true blacks, recently cured of their ancient taste for long-pig. Why had Ruth married him? A penniless outcast, for she must have known he was that. She found him reclined, watching television in a small guest room hidden in a back wing of the massive house. "Your wife?" "His lawful wife," said Ruth, with fine dignity. "It has been … rather a hard day, Hoddy," Ruth answered. But all those empty years!… My heart was hot. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster.
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