’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. Also she remembered very vividly the smell of orange blossom, and Alice, drooping and spiritless, mumbling responses, facing Doctor Ralph, while the Rev. “Please make yourselves comfortable while I see to the coffee. "How would you like a job on a copra plantation?" he asked, irrelevantly to the thoughts crowding one another in his mind. “I want to lay all my life at your feet. ” She trailed off as the smell hit her nose. ’ She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow tears were tracing down her cheek. Nobody who cared. 1.
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