CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. Anna was not “Alcide” of the “Ambassador’s,” whose subtly demure smile and piquant glances had called him to her side from the moment of their first meeting. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. . The rascal will be at work before the morning. Melusine giggled, and tucked her hand into his. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. All this— the island and its affairs—was an old story; but her own peculiar distaste had vanished to a point imperceptible, for she was seeing the island through her husband's eyes, as in the future she would see all things. " "'Sblood!" exclaimed Wild, uneasily. Do you mean to tell me you didn’t understand why I wanted you to come here?” “Not a bit of it,” said Ann Veronica stoutly. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended.
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