You could return to civilization and have a good time all the rest of your days. Together they made their painful way to the door, not even checking, in the effort this cost both, on what Gosse might be doing. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. He had been reading Belfort Bax, and declared himself a convert. She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass. You did not learn that in a convent. Why had he offered her that kiss on board The Tigress? Perhaps that had been his hour of disenchantment. Knowing the South Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal warfare against indifference and slovenliness.
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