An uncomfortable silence followed. They conversed, or more or less she interviewed him. But it was under false names, so I dare say it ain’t valid. She always managed to get back to the bungalow before he did. “I do not know any one of that name. I worshipped her and subdued myself. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters. He put his arms around her in a circular embrace. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing.
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