She hated it, she hated the mission-house;
she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. But did many women get anything better?
This afternoon, when she was urgent to explain her hampering and tainting
complication with Ramage, the realization of this alien quality in her relationship
with Manning became acute. He leaned forward,
and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she
sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and
there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and
seductive music from her lips. Drive away the cat; throw
that measure of gin through the window; and tell me why you've not so much as
touched the packing-case for Lady Trafford, which I particularly desired you to
complete against my return. Heaven will not permit the continuance of
such wickedness as you practise. . "
"Why didn't you head him off, explain that it couldn't be done by a white man?"
Ah Cum shrugged. The lights rolled over, and were
extinguished. ’
Alderley glanced round the bedchamber. ”
He kissed her, and handed her into the carriage.
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