She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. I know that you were disappointed because I did not turn out to be the millionaire. ‘I am perfectly devoted to him, as well he knows. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. The simile started a laugh in his throat. “Listen to me. She was recalling the circumstances under which she had engaged herself to Manning, and trying to understand a curious development of the quality of this relationship. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. The idea that he held in his arms the girl whom he had once so passionately loved, and for whom he still retained an ardent but hopeless attachment, almost overcame him.
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