She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. Are you quite shure you haven't another alyas, Masther Thames Ditton?" "Darrell, I tell you. " "I will yield it to no one but its mother," answered Wood. Probably something he had eaten. She repeated this breathlessly.
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