Her white shirt was ridiculously utilitarian, but
fitted in all the right places, he smirked. Why do
women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?”
“You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. Did she suppose him a possible pretender to her daughter’s
hand? The girl—Dorothée, if memory served—was clearly marriageable, but he
imagined most of these unhappy exiles were all but penniless. ‘A
convenient desire, Mademoiselle Charvill. Wood in their favour. Why? He could preach the Word and
deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his
face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so
inexplicable. “Oh, it is okay. What sort of a standard of life
yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every
word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come
into my presence has been an outrage. 266
She peered up at him. Her pat answer to all inquiries was,
“I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from
staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her
bare knees. Wood as a play-room to the two boys; and, like most boy's
playrooms, it exhibited a total absence of order, or neatness.
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