And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. The prisoner breathed with difficulty. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. For a moment her thoughts led her back to the evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her life. Dinner consisted of three courses. ’ ‘Ah, but why remain penniless? After all, your grandfather Charvill—’ ‘Again with the grandfather? Mon ami, if you imagine that this grandfather will welcome a daughter of Nicholas Charvill, whom he has never forgiven that he married a Frenchwoman, then you have an imagination entirely wrong. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether. “I wonder—I wonder if we shall ever get like that.
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