Once, both Ruth and Spurlock accompanied McClintock far south, to an island of blacks; and Spurlock had his first experience with the coconut dance and the booming of wooden tom-toms. “No thanks. If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. ‘But you do not understand, mon ami. Sheppard. Besides, it is all reversed now, you know. For the sort of love-making you think about. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. The likeness was ridiculous. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. She was civil, but she was obviously impatient to know his errand.
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