When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. He knew not what to say, or what to do; and his confusion was increased by the threatening gestures and furious looks of the ruffians in his immediate vicinity. Sebastian was always a man who felt the need to surround himself with the trappings of the finer life. Her fingers opened and the weapon fell from her nerveless grasp. ’ ‘Success?’ Her eyes narrowed. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. To win the contest meant you would be chosen to apprentice in magic as a priest under her tutelage. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. “Are you in a hurry? Will you come in and have some coffee?” He hesitated, and glanced towards her companion.
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