She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. "We were close upon him when he suddenly disappeared. Her back stiffened. Morals only begin when that is settled. 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. A struggle of the most terrific kind now ensued. And this great mellow place, this London, now was hers, to struggle with, to go where she pleased in, to overcome and live in.
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