Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. She should be lifted out of her narrow little life, and it should be all owing to him. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. That was one of the mysterious qualities of this child of the lagoon: she had always at instant service that Oriental mask of impenetrable calm that no Occidental trick could dislodge. And I get myself dirty.
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