Wood to a seat within it, immediately pushed from land. "What do you mean by that, sirrah?" cried Wood, reddening with anger. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. She left for good after he fell asleep. Everywhere I went and rapped at a door I found behind it another dreadful dingy woman—another fallen queen, I suppose— dingier than the last, dirty, you know, in grain. Was the young lady impatient for experience? Was she adventurous? As a man of the world he did not think it becoming to accept maidenly calm as anything more than a mask. She had all the fascination of being absolutely perplexing in this respect. You will never be able to draw. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. Women! He is always chanting the praise of some discovery; sometimes it will be a native, often a white woman out of the stews. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. ‘The truth is, Everett,’ she said brightly, limping up to the general and tucking a hand in his arm, ‘that the girl is you all over again.
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