"He can't escape. Sebastian took the prostitute and others into his bed, having rediscovered the joy of orgy, she would often not see him for several days at a time. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. But, uttering a loud cry, he was swept away by the headlong torrent. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. One of his converted Kanakas dropped in one day. It was only a matter of time. Holding down the light, he perceived that the wounded man had risen to the surface, and was trying to clamber up the slippery sides of the well. Something he saw there made him feel for a moment ashamed. "I should think so," responded the lethargic turnkey, with a yawn.
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