There are times when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected thing. Creeping along quickly on his hands and knees, he found the entrance to a covered drain, into which he crept. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. There was a very substantial profit in the transaction, for he paid the natives in commodities—coloured cotton cloths, pipes and tobacco, guns and ammunition, household utensils, cutlery and glass gewgaws. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. He was reaching wearily for some kind of buffer to his harrying conscience. And, whatever you may think, I assure you, Jack's a downright goodnatured fellow. I am your servitor. The door of cabin 2 was open.
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