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There’s stories, too, about his demonstrator, Capes Something or other. 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. Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. “Leave them!” He yelled. ” Anna never flinched. Too easily roused emotions and too little passion. The pavement had been hastily picked up, and heaped across the end of the street, upon which planks, barrels, and other barricades, were laid. ‘Of course not,’ snapped his friend.
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