She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. “You’re an idiot and your attitude is repugnant. "It is never too late. Wood; "and I did so to see how far your effrontery would carry you. Seems as she don’t trust soldiers easy. It’s just because all that side of your life hasn’t fairly begun. ” “Your sister,” he answered, “did me the honour of dining with me last night. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same intention. “Veronique!” she cried with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with profound emotion. “I admired your sister in Paris,” he answered, “but I do not believe that I regard her now as altogether the same person.
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