\"God, it's too curly for a brush. “Go on!” she commanded. . His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. "Well?" he whispered. "I shall like to call you that. ” She departed from the couch and went upstairs to find John. It is for that reason that this novel begins with her there, and neither earlier nor later, for it is the history of this crisis and its consequences that this novel has to tell. “I don’t think she will,” she said. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions. She thought of leaving the Beck house less and less these days, though the suitcase remained packed underneath her creaky bed. 9.
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