” Anna looked at them for a moment with a pitiful attempt at a smile. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. Then, naturally, I went on talking. You know you don’t mean it. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky.
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