She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. . She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ” “Sure thing, kid. She was retuning, fifths spilling from the sliver of light underneath the door like milk. ” “And he accepted meekly?” “Practically.
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