She was asked to meet him after his game Saturday afternoon. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. ‘Idiot!’ ‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to hold her off.
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