"Whose house do you want, master?" said the man, touching his hat. ’ ‘Yes, I know,’ Gerald put in with an irrepresssible chuckle. ’ She drew a heavy breath. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. A broken laugh followed the action. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. For a few minutes all was silent. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. He resented being regarded as irregular. The music throbbed into the warnings that preceded the king’s irruption.
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