Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload.
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