Master Thames Ditton, I'll do your biddin'; and you, Misther Quilt Arnold, may
do your worst, I defy you. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. "Rowland," she said, in a faint voice, "I have not many minutes to live. You will agree with me when you have heard what I have to say. Almost light-heartedly. The girl stood with her
hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair
over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than
ever like an obdurate child. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely
mutilated. ‘Not yet, madame. To use it as a
passport to card-tables and gin-bottles! McClintock wasn't having any guests; at
any rate, he had not mentioned the fact.
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