There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. Ah, these English! They travelled all over, up and down the world, not to acquire information but rather to leave the impress of their superiority as a race. “The man is dangerous. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. A faint buzz above the ceiling witnessed that petrography, too, was active.
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