She replied, “I don’t care to draw attention to myself, Michelle. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’ ‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. Apparently I’m not to exist yet. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. Coat, on the present occasion, he had none, it being more convenient, as well as agreeable to him, to pursue his avocations in his shirtsleeves; but, when fully equipped, he wore a large-cuffed, long-skirted garment, which had once been the property of his master. Again silence. He swore when I tried to get it out with the ladle, and told me what it said. You know you do, Annabel. Her voice was weak and flat. On the one hand, she seemed to think plainly and simply, and would talk serenely and freely about topics that most women have been trained either to avoid or conceal; and on the other she was unconscious, or else she had an air of being unconscious—that was the riddle—to all sorts of personal applications that almost any girl or woman, one might have thought, would have made. She helped herself to the remainder of the slightly congealed bacon, and reverted to the problem of getting her luggage out of the house. McClintock laughed as he gave the letter to Ruth. But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. “I can’t endure it,” she said.
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