The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. “I should really like to find somewhere to stay, if it was only for a few nights. "Won't you take these?" For a space he merely stared at her, perhaps wondering if she were real. "I sha'n't offer any of these to you two," he said; "but I know you won't mind me having an imitation king's peg. ” She looked at him; his face, downcast and in profile, was handsome and strong.
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