” She awoke out of a doze, as though she had never been sleeping. His mother used to live i' this village, just down yonder; but when her son took to bad ways, she went distracted,—and now she's i' Bedlam, I've heerd. All that I regret are the wasted years, and I am not sure that I regret them. “What ought you to do?” “I’ve hunted up all sorts of things. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. His bravado waxed and he asked her to what would be her first date in nearly twenty years. ” “I resent!” “I was only sorry I’d been so stupid. ” He rejoiced over this emancipation. 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. But that title he would not endure.
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