”
“You don’t. He would always see the picture of the
huge, raw-boned Dutchman, haranguing and thundering the word of God into
the dull ears of South Sea Islanders, who, an hour later, would be carrying fruit
penitently to their wooden images. ‘Me and the butler didn’t see eye to eye. And he liked her. On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let
down the bars to his reserve. Oh! my dear, dear son, be warned in time. One thing—he could be thankful for
that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an
end now and not matter in the least. She
was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a
great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether
feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her
short sleeve. Wood, severely, "and go to bed. It would be easy enough for me to write an eloquent letter about something
else. ’
‘So that was it.
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