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Show 123 CHAPTER X That morning was prelude to a long wet spell. A typhoon hoversd off Asia, and each day the radio traced its progress. For a while it hesitated; one morning it threatened the Philippines; then the next - Oji hsard it through the drone on tile roofs -- it turned north. When the Detachmants drove to the Engineers' reception the bay lay dull below the road, tha air heavy. On reaching the Satterwhites' thay found the house resplendent. The Colonel was immaculate, the drinks sparkled; only Mrs Satterwhits looked as if she had scrubbed the stairs. While the Colonel was always dressy, the shine he added to his buttons at night seemed to parallel a darkening in hers, and that night she had achieved a negative victory, wearing a dress that, intending to be summery, succeeded chiefly in revealing goose-pimples. Moreovar shs had pullsd hsr hair back into a bun of such concissness that sevsral strands were locksd out and hung around hsr face, psering into her eyes to remind her of their orphaned condition. Many of ths Enginssrs were alrsady prsssnt, and had ssttlsd into thsir own groups. Sid wanrisrsd about for a whils, talking tnslnteib^ )&feWz maroeTin&i^ Imfemseifefh xbnstitxeierni XMIRSI xBtartnteeiBnlxtiteei xarerii xMiifa&m T nzm xm xthuteitotnam xtrtartcwm jsllh 2s»aHrK*mf*W*wxm xWufcJnkmajmfeWfcBi z l v t wWzm A |