Brendon and I are great chums,” he went on nervously. "Well, you women are forgiving creatures, I must say," observed Jonathan, sarcastically. ” Part 7 It was rather less than a week after that walk that Capes came and sat down beside Ann Veronica for their customary talk in the lunch hour. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava. Prom a knot of idlers at a public-house, he learnt that Jonathan Wild had just ridden past, and that his setters were scouring the country in every direction. He was waiting in the outer hall as she tiptoed in. The pistol fell to the floor. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience.
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