It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. He must win this man's confidence, even at the risk of being called mad. I awaken easily. It came with an extreme effect of re-discovery, a remarkable novelty. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. He found his youngest daughter intrusive in his thoughts all through the morning, and still more so in the afternoon. "The only disguise I ever put on is a dress-suit, and I look as natural as a pig at a Mahomedan dinner.
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