The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. He caught the elderly dame’s eye, throwing her a desperate message. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. ‘You usually do,’ he said lightly. “For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. But he had now lost the precise spot; and thinking he had examined the drain, turned his attention to another quarter. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures.
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