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. He would always see the picture of the huge, raw-boned Dutchman, haranguing and thundering the word of God into the dull ears of South Sea Islanders, who, an hour later, would be carrying fruit penitently to their wooden images. They should never come into contact with politics or economics—or any of those things. ’ ‘Melusine,’ repeated the old lady. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. That'll tune me up. It’s not you—not a bit. " The spinster had no retort to offer such directness. But I waited in vain.
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