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"Your uncle must
protect you. The trees were
graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden
leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Do not let her think worse of me
than I deserve,—or even so ill. "I am content," said Jack. ‘What’s to do?’
‘Valade is here. You thanked me tersely, then, barely noticing my
existence you went right back to your conversation! I was
somewhat crushed but my spirits were lifted when the
butcher revealed who your husband-to-be was. She watched for five
minutes until he completely disappeared over Pine Crest,
past the yellow fire hydrant and the dented stop sign. “It is the first moment we have let him out of our sight,” Brendon exclaimed, as
he hastened across the street. " And he strode out of the
place. She had,
by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and
her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the
deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of
the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts
defying the elements. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came. However, that’s over and done with.
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