" "Mr. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very much. Clear water gave away to gray as she waded deeper, feeling her slippers on rock. Recurrently she heard: "I don't know; I really don't know. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. . ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship.
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