She lay and nibbled at a sprig of dwarf rhododendron. 73 < 10 > AT HOME, 1982 Lucy woke up the next morning with Shari’s slow sonorous breathing only a few feet away. She did not see Sebastian turn towards the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her neck stood up rigidly. The odour of coconut prevailed, delicately but abidingly; for, save for the occasioned pleasure junket, The Tigress was a copra carrier, shell and fibre. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. But the orchestra had never had a finer hour, and everyone was aware of it. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. ‘Which is why I feel sure he will utterly repulse the girl, even if she is his granddaughter.
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