He was staring at her, openly gaping. . "That would be certain destruction. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. The figure she had longed to see came into her line of vision, but at this crucial moment of hideous realisation, Melusine barely took it in, her eyes fixing blankly on the man behind. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent, and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap.
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