‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements. I am—’ ‘Like me, entirely English. Hoddy, what made you do it? Whatever made you do it?" "God knows! Something said to me: Take it! Take it! And … I took it. D'ye hear how the wanes creaks on old Winchester House? We shall have a touch on it ourselves presently. Supposing they find you and take you away?—and she unprepared? Have you thought of that? Why did you marry her?" "God alone knows!" "And you don't love her! What kind of a woman do you want, anyhow?"—with rising anger. He came to her at once, and turning, walked by her side. “Of course,” she said diffidently, “this is a boarding-house, although we never take in promiscuous travellers. “Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,” said she. So I dare say I was christened Jack.
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