“What has he to do with it?” “He was your sister’s master—her friend. . In a very definite sense we are in the wrong —hopelessly in the wrong. ’ ‘Don’t call me by name,’ she snapped. Mr. John, I shall eat that whole tin of sardines. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. All our fraternity are afraid of him; but I laugh at his threats. He was like a man beside himself. Hadn’t the stomach to admit the truth, had he? I’ll lay any money he labelled you with some foul French name as well.
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