Huge trees obscured the view of it. Tell him about the island, the coconut dance, the wooden tom-toms; read to him. Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. Slowly and reluctantly she came to realize that Vivie Warren was what is called an “ideal. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. Suspending his labour on Jack's appearance, the man demanded his business. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. “Have to take your turn,” he remarked laconically.
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