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"Is it
indeed you, or am I dreaming?"
"You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. As Jonathan scarcely expected a more satisfactory result, he made
no comment; but, ordering Quilt to continue his search, and not to return until he
had found the fugitive, called Abraham Mendez into the house, and shut the
door. 1.
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