Garnette

De Ravigne clicked his heels, made a formal bow which included Alleyn and Garnette, said “Gentlemen”; made a rather more willowy bow, said “Ladies,” and walked out with an air of knowing how to deal with the stiffest social contretemps.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

Then we quarreled about Father Garnette, desperately.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

I gave a little lunch last Wednesday for Cara and Raveenje and Garnette and Dagmar.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

Miss Wade would have died rather than confess that she worshipped, not God, but the Reverend Jasper Garnette.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

Garnette remained seated at the table, his face buried in his hands.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

“We think it beautiful,” said Father Garnette complacently.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

“I had better return to my people, I think,” replied Father Garnette.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

Suddenly Father Garnette seized the newspaper and with an ugly fumbling movement, clawed it apart, shook the leaves open, and then as abruptly, let them fall again.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

I represented to her that this Father Garnette might not be all that she thought him.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936

Evidently most of them felt desperately uncomfortable at the thought of Father Garnette.

Death in Ecstasy Marsh, Ngaio, 1895-1982 1936