He turned me so that he could have a companion in his loneliness. "We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. ‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the furious beauty at the visitor’s side. I would sooner see you in a ’bus again. She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred. She decided to go on, after a momentary halt. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. Knowing the South Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal warfare against indifference and slovenliness. Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines.
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