She had even confided to him how lonely it was in the island. A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. Here you only waste your time. ‘Couldn’t reconcile it with my dooty to leave you here—’ A thought made Melusine stop dead, turning to him. Wood became sensible that he was not alone. ’ ‘Damnation!’ Gerald burst out, crossing towards her. There will be long stretches of idleness, heat, and enervation; and always the odour of drying coconut.
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