“Very much as usual,” said Ramage. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying
you, when he grows old enough. “Never mind. ’
‘Gad, there is someone there,’ exclaimed Hilary beside him, shading his eyes
with one hand. He saw her, dripping with
rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and
fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane,
her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. You're alone, too, child. Like a trollop in heat. "
"Still, you forgot something. ‘Yes, for there were too many females for the vicomte to make me a dowry.
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