She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects. ‘Me, I am tout à fait stupide. It seemed to her at this moment that there was nothing left for her to do. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you. This last operation was so fatiguing, that for a short time he was obliged to pause to recover the use of his fingers.
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