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“Whatisityouwant？“saidEvelyn。“Youmakemefeelasifyouwerealwaysthinkingofsomethingyoudon’tsay……Dosayit！“
ButRachelmadenoresponsetothisinvitationeither。Shestoppedwithherfingersonthehandleofthedoor，asifsherememberedthatsomesortofpronouncementwasduefromher。
“Isupposeyou’llmarryoneofthem，“shesaid，andthenturnedthehandleandshutthedoorbehindher。Shewalkedslowlydownthepassage，runningherhandalongthewallbesideher。
Shedidnotthinkwhichwayshewasgoing，andthereforewalkeddownapassagewhichonlyledtoawindowandabalcony。Shelookeddownatthekitchenpremises，thewrongsideofthehotellife，whichwascutofffromtherightsidebyamazeofsmallbushes。
Thegroundwasbare，oldtinswerescatteredabout，andthebushesworetowelsandapronsupontheirheadstodry。Everynowandthenawaitercameoutinawhiteapronandthrewrubbishontoaheap。
Twolargewomenincottondressesweresittingonabenchwithblood-smearedtintraysinfrontofthemandyellowbodiesacrosstheirknees。Theywerepluckingthebirds，andtalkingastheyplucked。
Suddenlyachickencamefloundering，halfflying，halfrunningintothespace，pursuedbyathirdwomanwhoseagecouldhardlybeundereighty。Althoughwizenedandunsteadyonherlegsshekeptupthechase，eggedonbythelaughteroftheothers；herfacewasexpressiveoffuriousrage，andassheranshesworeinSpanish。
Frightenedbyhand-clappinghere，anapkinthere，thebirdranthiswayandthatinsharpangles，andfinallyflutteredstraightattheoldwoman，whoopenedherscantygreyskirtstoencloseit，droppeduponitinabundle，andthenholdingitoutcutitsheadoffwithanexpressionofvindictiveenergyandtriumphcombined。
ThebloodandtheuglywrigglingfascinatedRachel，sothatalthoughsheknewthatsomeonehadcomeupbehindandwasstandingbesideher，shedidnotturnrounduntiltheoldwomanhadsettleddownonthebenchbesidetheothers。Thenshelookedupsharply，becauseoftheuglinessofwhatshehadseen。ItwasMissAllanwhostoodbesideher。
“Notaprettysight，“saidMissAllan，“althoughIdaresayit’sreallymorehumanethanourmethod……Idon’tbelieveyou’veeverbeeninmyroom，“sheadded，andturnedawayasifshemeantRacheltofollowher。Rachelfollowed，foritseemedpossiblethateachnewpersonmightremovethemysterywhichburdenedher。
Thebedroomsatthehotelwereallonthesamepattern，savethatsomewerelargerandsomesmaller；theyhadafloorofdarkredtiles；
theyhadahighbed，drapedinmosquitocurtains；theyhadeachawriting-tableandadressing-table，andacoupleofarm-chairs。
Butdirectlyaboxwasunpackedtheroomsbecameverydifferent，sothatMissAllan’sroomwasveryunlikeEvelyn’sroom。
Therewerenovariouslycolouredhatpinsonherdressing-table；
noscent-bottles；nonarrowcurvedpairsofscissors；nogreatvarietyofshoesandboots；nosilkpetticoatslyingonthechairs。Theroomwasextremelyneat。Thereseemedtobetwopairsofeverything。
Thewriting-table，however，waspiledwithmanuscript，andatablewasdrawnouttostandbythearm-chaironwhichweretwoseparateheapsofdarklibrarybooks，inwhichthereweremanyslipsofpaperstickingoutatdifferentdegreesofthickness。MissAllanhadaskedRacheltocomeinoutofkindness，thinkingthatshewaswaitingaboutwithnothingtodo。Moreover，shelikedyoungwomen，forshehadtaughtmanyofthem，andhavingreceivedsomuchhospitalityfromtheAmbrosesshewasgladtobeabletorepayaminutepartofit。
Shelookedaboutaccordinglyforsomethingtoshowher。Theroomdidnotprovidemuchentertainment。Shetouchedhermanuscript。
“AgeofChaucer；AgeofElizabeth；AgeofDryden，“shereflected；
“I’mgladtherearen’tmanymoreages。I’mstillinthemiddleoftheeighteenthcentury。Won’tyousitdown，MissVinrace？Thechair，thoughsmall，isfirm……Euphues。ThegermoftheEnglishnovel，“
shecontinued，glancingatanotherpage。“Isthatthekindofthingthatinterestsyou？“
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