Then they dressed
her in a dirty dress of coarse serge and a cap, and took away her own clothes. He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small
income. 123
It didn’t take long. . 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. But—Miss Pellissier!”
“Well?”
“Are you quite sure that you want us this evening? Wouldn’t you rather be
alone? Just say the word, and we’ll clear out like a shot. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a
craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding
emotional side. ’
‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. ‘I have no idea. . They took her fingerprints sitting at
the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young
buck who had brought her in.
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