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FLOTSAM AND JETSAM

badly, and the roots showed white. Her skin was raddled and dry, and there was a great dab of rouge on each cheekbone, put on however so clumsily that you could not for a moment take it for a natural colour, and a smear of lipstick on her mouth. But the strangest thing about her was a tic she had that made her jerk her head as though she were beckoning you to an inner room. It seemed to come at regular intervals, perhaps three times a minute, and her left hand was in almost constant movement; it was not quite a tremble, it was a rapid twirl as though she wanted to draw your attention to something behind her back. Skelton was startled by her appearance and embarrassed by her tic.
" I hope I'm not making myself too great a nuisance," he said. "I think I shall be well enough to make a move tomorrow or the day after."
" It's not often we see anybody in a place like this, you know. It's a treat to have someone to talk to."
" Won't you sit down? I'll tell my boy to bring you a chair."
" Norman said I was to leave you alone."
" I haven't spoken to a white person for two years. I've been longing for a good old talk."
Her head twitched violently, more quickly than usual, and her hand gave that queer spasmodic gesture.
" He won't be back for another hour. I'll get a chair."
Skelton told her who he was and what he had been doing, but he discovered that she had questioned his boy and already knew all about him.
" You must be crazy to get back to England?" she asked.
" I shan't be sorry."
Suddenly Mrs. Grange seemed to be attacked by what one could only describe as a nerve storm. Her head twitched so madly, her hand shook with such fury, that it was disconcerting. You could only look away.
" I haven't been to England for sixteen years," she said.
" You don't mean that? Why, I thought all you planters went home every five years at the longest."

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