’ He sighed. 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. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. “Better state of mind,” she gasped. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. Wood, was examined. “Everything goes on, confound it! One doesn’t change anything one has set going by making good resolutions. Sheila pounded the kitchen table, causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and roll to the floor.
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