"Heaven grant you may have been wrongly informed with respect to Thames!" exclaimed Winifred; "but, I beseech you, on no account to mention what you have told me to my poor father. He always followed by showering her with kisses, embracing her tightly as she squirmed and giggled. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered.
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