He stood there, large and dark, enunciating, in his clear voice from beneath his large mustache, clear flat sentences, deliberately kindly. ’ Roding gave a bark of derisive laughter and left the room. Sated, he rolled off her body and retired to his quarters. She remained for some seconds crouching at the fender, poker in hand. What was the fellow about? Was he being imposed upon? He watched as the man Valade turned back, spreading his hands in the French way. Babies and females have got to keep hold of somebody or go under—anyhow, for the next few generations. Why should she? she asked rebelliously.
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