” “I may have to run,” said her father, with an appeal to his watch. Ah Cum patrolled the length of the boat innumerable times, but never letting his glance stray far from the gangplank. Meantime the spinsters sought the dining room where tea was being served. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk.
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