The Hawk of Egypt by Joan Conquest
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realise that you are close at hand, but not the least bit anxious to be
under her feet, and you'll see. Remember, she is very young, just like a bit of dough which must be stuffed with the currants and raisins of knowledge and then well-baked in the oven of experience before it can be handed across Life's counter to anyone. Further, take care not to blunder into any little trap she may set you out of pique." "But, dearest, I always _do_ blunder when I'm out of the saddle." "Well, even if you do, for goodness' sake keep your mouth shut. Be the strong, silent man; women love 'em. We revel in being clubbed and pulled into the cave by the hair; we may squeal a bit for the sake of appearances, but we cook the breakfast nest morning without a murmur! But just ask us to honour the cave by placing our foot over the threshold, and as sure as anything, you'll find yourself making the early cup of tea." CHAPTER IV "_Wide open and unguarded stand our gates, Named by the four winds, North, South, East and West; Portals that lead to an enchanted land. . ._" T. B. ALDRICH. Damaris duly arrived in Egypt, accompanied by Wellington--who had shown |
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