But then the features changed. Wild, he asserted, had robbed him of a large sum of money, and till it was restored he would never plead. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. I want to make you feel that here is a place where the crowd does not clamor nor ill-winds blow. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered. I do not command the services of a person who will not tell me why he offers them. "No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. "And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by?" "No," answered Quilt, sullenly.
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