It is just how things happen to be. I shall make no defence. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft
blackness. I still
get sinus infections with fever all the time, she says it has
been that way since I was a baby. Perhaps she did love research for its
own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. Here was a thundering blow. To be free of outward distraction, he
shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly,
with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one
end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face;
the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store
of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native
huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony;
the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its
white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms,
now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire.
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