The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a
white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for
days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures
sank far below their actual importance. Gerald lifted an eyebrow. Let's get one idea into our heads. This is no place for me. We just hit against each other, and here we are flying off at
a tangent, a little surprised at what we are doing, all our principles abandoned,
and tremendously and quite unreasonably proud of ourselves. "Do you mean
to say that if I support your kid, I shan't bring him up how I please—eh?"
"Don't question me, but leave me," replied the widow wildly; "you had better. And they’ll shut the gates presently.
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