John introduced the tall boy. A South Sea island girl, and this was her first adventure
into civilization. Then the girl was heading past the inn and Roding marched down to
confront her. There was first the Avenue,
which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an
undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either
side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. He refused
his food,—and even when better provisions were offered him, rejected them. Visible
underneath his collar were some metal tags. "What's the matter?" he cried. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their
situation. Am I so forgettable?”
He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him
past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of
gray blue. White was
scattered across the long stretches of pine trees and corn
fields.
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