Her mind had been and was full of the thought of Capes, a huge generalized Capes-lover. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. It came to her that to marry any one but Capes was impossible. In the subdued light she could not tell whether he was asleep or awake. “With me I believe that it is more. ’ Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to London. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites.
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