” She played with her hair. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. ’ You mean you hope you do, thought Gerald cynically. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. ” A man of infinite tact and kindness, he spoke his message and went. “I should like to understand you,” he said. " "All right, teacher; I'll shave and comb my hair. "She tells me there was a Kanaka cook; been in the family as long as she can remember. It was a moment of breathless interest to all engaged in the attempt.
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