The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. Hilary could not have suggested such a thing. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. To be alone with her, in idleness, was an intolerable thought. I was afraid that I might be called upon as a witness.
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