"Water!" he gasped. He looked half at her and half at the sky. Around her neck was a little gold chain. It's of no use. They don’t count, and I don’t care. She recognized the cloth at once, waylaid him, and with that directness of speech particularly hers she explained what she wanted. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. As for me, if they don’t at least help a little with college I’m leaving and I’m never coming back. I’ve wanted you—always. At once. I'm burning up. He had not thought to find a lady so ready of humour and willing to give him a hearing. “Very big steps, moves fast.
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