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” “Then, whoever he may be, he is not Meysey Hill,” Courtlaw said. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. 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. Sheppard. “For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. . ‘Yes, only that this consolation he had found before he married my mother. Sebastian slowed the car after they had traveled seventy miles into the countryside. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things.
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