The couple reappeared from behind the curtains, both visibly shaken. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. "Now, lead me to a hotel where I can get breakfast. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal.
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