What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary. I wish to prevent a repetition of any such errand as I presume you have come here upon this evening. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. 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. You will be—my wife. She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. " The stranger was for a moment lost in reflection.
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