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" "Silly love stories?" "No; love wasn't the theme. " Ruth walked to the companion. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. He propped himself up on one arm, kissing her passionately. —"Oh! about that boy, Thames Darrell. This was no light conquest; nor was it a government easily maintained. 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. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of what?"—serenely.
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