It did not matter that he wore the cloth; something was wrong with him. Not alone with her, that’s sure. He took up his hat and went. Agreeably he helped her take the shirt off. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said. ‘Might have forgiven him,’ he muttered under his breath, ‘if he hadn’t taken the babe. He made his headquarters at the Victoria on the Sha-mien, and generally met the Hong-Kong packet in the morning. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. “Still, since it is better to tell you, Sir John is very much in earnest, but his respectability is something altogether too overpowering. Really they are the most beautiful things in the world. Take it," he cried, lifting the babe from the bottom of the boat, and flinging it towards its unfortunate father.
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