” “And you?” “Rather!” “I wonder why?” “There’s no why. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. ” He put his head on one side, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and looked at her over his glasses. She meditated profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her personal affairs. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters.
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