” She pulled her dress
back over her breasts, glad for the elastic that she had
sewn in. You
simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance
coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running
from his cut hand. Bit priggish, isn’t it?
And if he only knew it—so absurd. To preach a fine sermon every Sunday so that he would lose neither the art nor
the impulse; and this child, in secret rebellion, taking it down in long hand
during odd hours in the week! Preaching grandiloquently before a few score
natives who understood little beyond the gestures, for the single purpose of
warding off disintegration! It reminded the doctor of a stubborn retreat; from
barricade to barricade, grimly fighting to keep the enemy at bay, that insidious
enemy of the white man in the South Seas—inertia. "
Upon which, with an assurance that he would not do so, the attendant departed. Griffin, who held the same office in Westminster Gatehouse were left in the
Lodge.
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