Without a word, without a sign, Enschede started toward the beach, where his proa waited. Suddenly he understood what had happened. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. He kissed her deeply and hungrily.
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