She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. ” “Yet you are very young. "How so?" asked Wild, curiously. There were all varieties of bird-life known in these latitudes, from the bird of paradise down to the tiny scarlet-beaked love-birds. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. But the girl stood outside the circle of Ah Cum's knowledge—rather profound—of human impulses. Her foster parents had attended the concert in their finest clothes, Cathy in a new JC Penney dress, Larry in a suit that was too small. She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. ’ ‘I’m not going to release you, so it’s no use complaining.
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