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Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Do I blow off the head of a man with whom I am in love?’ ‘That,’ said Gerald, disengaging his hand and at last drawing her into his arms, ‘deserves a reward. A native sold his supply of nuts in exchange for cloth, tobacco and so forth. Then, though full of confidence, he half doubted his power of accomplishing his designs. The weather's been foul enough for the last fortnight, but I've never turned my back upon it. A shy virgin bride would not press her thigh sinuously against his, nor consent indeed to this clandestine little comedy he had been playing.
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