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. “I do wish you and your father could come to some agreement. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. He was only a younger son, and you know what trouble we had. Why should WE hoard? We aren’t going out presently, like Japanese lanterns in a gale. Mon cher major, Melusine began. “I go to private school right now. And all the third act is love-sick music. ‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. "I wonder," said Ruth. They fell into step again. The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. The latter walked carelessly towards the hatch, and leaning his back against the place whence the spike had been removed, so as completely to hide it, continued smoking his pipe as coolly as if nothing had happened. “The truth!” It was a moment of awkwardness between the two sisters —a moment, too, charged with its own psychological interest, for there were secrets between them which for many months had made their intercourse a constrained and difficult thing. He'd never forgive you.
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