Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. It seemed to her that it was her duty to get up and clamor to go home to her room, to protest against his advances as an insult. Had she not seen them go forth with tracts in their pockets and grins in their beards? To set fire to his imagination, to sting his sense of chivalry into being, to awaken his manhood, she must present some irresistible project. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly. . Paul's are his work. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. This obstacle being removed, in his eagerness to proceed, he had forgotten to take his little charge with him. There was scant social life on the Sha-mien aside from masculine foregatherings, little that interested him.
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