“Ass!” he went on, still warming. Why was he there? why did the tempter dare to invade that sacred spot! She could not answer her own questions, but vague fearful suspicions passed through her mind. What the editor had to say none of the three cared just then. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. The beachcomber, the lowest in the human scale; and some day he would enter into this estate. Anything else that was said she now regarded only as an aspect of or diversion from that. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. But she did not speak.
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