[Mr. Isaacs by F. Marion Crawford]@TWC D-Link bookMr. Isaacs CHAPTER II 20/23
Then he hummed a few words of a Persian song and let his cigar go out, after which he swore loudly in Arabic at the eternal matches that never would light.
Finally he put his horse into a hand gallop, which could not last on such a road in the dark, and at last he broke down completely in his efforts to do impossible things, and began talking to me. "You know Mr.Ghyrkins by correspondence, then ?" "Yes, and by controversy.
And you, I see, know Miss Westonhaugh ?" "Yes; what do you think of her ?" "A charming creature of her type.
Fair and English, she will be fat at thirty-five, and will probably paint at forty, but at present she is perfection--of her kind of course," I added, not wishing to engage my friend in the defence of his three wives on the score of beauty. "I see very little of Englishwomen," said Isaacs.
"My position is peculiar, and though the men, many of whom I know quite intimately, often ask me to their houses, I fancy when I meet their women I can detect a certain scorn of my nationality, a certain undefinable manner toward me, by which I suppose they mean to convey to my obtuse comprehension that I am but a step better than a 'native'-- a 'nigger' in fact, to use the term they love so well.
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