” “But I didn’t lose it that way, did I?” She grew hysterical. A pity, en effet, that she dare not truly desire him to rescue her. It took all my self control not to let my hands wander. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. ‘Don’t even think of it,’ warned Gerald, in the voice generally reserved for his men. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. A great bowl of scarlet carnations gleamed from a dark corner, set against the background of a deep brown wall. But the twins were so fucked over at that point they were zombies. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away. Be on your guard.
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