We shall have Mr. “There is no doubt whatever about that. " "Let's toddle over to the Victoria at once. They don’t now. The storm burst upon them in its fury. You must think of this evening, John, sometimes—as a sort of atonement. By-the-bye, do you want any money? Sir John’s ideas of pin money are not exactly princely, but I can manage what you want, I dare say. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. To preach a fine sermon every Sunday so that he would lose neither the art nor the impulse; and this child, in secret rebellion, taking it down in long hand during odd hours in the week! Preaching grandiloquently before a few score natives who understood little beyond the gestures, for the single purpose of warding off disintegration! It reminded the doctor of a stubborn retreat; from barricade to barricade, grimly fighting to keep the enemy at bay, that insidious enemy of the white man in the South Seas—inertia. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression.
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