But as the students sat about Miss Garvice’s tea-pot and drank tea or smoked cigarettes, the talk got away from Capes. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered. She had been fighting down this thought for days: that Hoddy did not care, that he did not love her, that he had mistaken a vagary of the mind for a substance, and now regretted what he had done— married a girl who was not his equal in anything. Tell him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. “If you speak—farewell. He got off on it. Wood; "I'll not bear it. Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet.
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