Wood lifted up his hands in mute despair. Nor had Jack been idle all this time. 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. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. ‘But you are idiot. White’s compliments. ’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too. ‘Dreadfully untidy, is it not? Can’t abide bare rooms. I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. I never could. " "It ought to be; it cost enough to get it here," said the Scot, ruefully. My vengeance is completely gratified.
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