The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. They are the only happy women in the Orient. ’ ‘Yolande, my maid?’ ‘You don’t need a maid,’ Martha said stoutly. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. And this time the departure had a tremendous effect of finality. ‘You could have fetched me home. Besides, you have so many talents, you build things. She had made a bed for herself out of wood and furs. Their small talk continued. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes.
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