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Sangree bothered her with no special attentions, and after all they were very little together. His behaviour was perfect in that respect, and I, for my part, hardly gave the matter another thought. SANGREE BOTHERED HER WITH NO SPECIAL ATTENTIONS AND AFTER ALL THEY WERE VERY LITTLE TOGETHER HIS BEHAVIOUR WAS PERFECT IN THAT RESPECT AND I FOR MY PART HARDLY GAVE THE MATTER ANOTHER THOUGHT
She was everywhere and anywhere. Sometimes she slept in her tent, sometimes under the stars with a blanket. She knew every inch of the island and kept turning up in places where she was least expected—for ever wandering about, reading her books in sheltered corners, making little fires on sunless days to "worship by to the gods," as she put it, ever finding new pools to dive and bathe in, and swimming day and night in the warm and waveless lagoon like a fish in a huge tank. She went bare-legged and bare-footed, with her hair down and her skirts caught up to the knees, and if ever a human being turned into a jolly savage within the compass of a single week, Joan Maloney was certainly that human being. She ran wild. So completely, too, was she possessed by the strong spirit of the place that the little human fear she had yielded to so strangely on our arrival seemed to have been utterly dispossessed. As I hoped and expected, she made no reference to our conversation of the first evening. NO VERY PRECISE DUTIES SHE WAS EVERYWHERE AND ANYWHERE SOMETIMES SHE SLEPT IN HER TENT SOMETIMES UNDER THE STARS WITH A BLANKET SHE KNEW EVERY INCH OF THE ISLAND AND KEPT TURNING UP IN PLACES WHERE SHE WAS LEAST EXPECTED FOREVER WANDERING ABOUT READING HER BOOKS IN SHELTERED CORNERS MAKING LITTLE FIRES ON SUNLESS DAYS TO WORSHIP BY TO THE GODS AS SHE PUT IT EVER FINDING NEW POOLS TO DIVE AND BATHE IN AND SWIMMING DAY AND NIGHT IN THE WARM AND WAVELESS LAGOON LIKE A FISH IN A HUGE TANK SHE WENT BARE LEGGED AND BAREFOOTED WITH HER HAIR DOWN AND HER SKIRTS CAUGHT UP TO THE KNEES AND IF EVER A HUMAN BEING TURNED INTO A JOLLY SAVAGE WITHIN THE COMPASS OF A SINGLE WEEK JOAN MALONEY WAS CERTAINLY THAT HUMAN BEING SHE RAN WILD SO COMPLETELY TOO WAS SHE POSSESSED BY THE STRONG SPIRIT OF THE PLACE THAT THE LITTLE HUMAN FEAR SHE HAD YIELDED TO SO STRANGELY ON HER ARRIVAL SEEMED TO HAVE BEEN UTTERLY DISPOSSESSED AS I HOPED AND EXPECTED SHE MADE NO REFERENCE TO OUR CONVERSATION OF THE FIRST EVENING
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