But she had loved the man. It is like a second honeymoon. He had the same dark eyes, though lighted by a fierce flame; the same sallow complexion; the same tall, thin figure, and majestic demeanour; the same proud cast of features. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad. Enough to let her find out a piece of information most urgent. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. Something in his smile, in the cynical suggestiveness of his deferential tone, maddened her. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows.
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