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! He’ll come a cropper one of these days, if you ask me. ” He glared at Martin. The other lay unconscious in a heap. ‘Then he went stark staring crazy, if you ask me. ” He hesitated, and walked away from her toward the house. This was what he missed. Mr. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. To be free of outward distraction, he shut his eyes and concentrated upon the scraps she had given him; and shortly, with his eyes still closed, he began to describe Ruth's island: the mountain at one end, with the ever-recurring scarves of mist drifting across the lava-scarred face; the jungle at the foot of it; the dazzling border of white sand; the sprawling store of the trader and the rotting wharf, sundrily patched with drift-wood; the native huts on the sandy floor of the palm groves; the scattered sandalwood and ebony; the screaming parakeets in the plantains; the fishing proas; the mission with its white washed walls and barren frontage; the lagoon, fringed with coco palms, now ruffled emerald, now placid sapphire. What had she to do with such as these? She had hard work to keep a smiling face, as Mrs. " He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest. She was given a glimpse of his soul. And when I ask you why it is you do so, you have no answer. Her faith in human beings revived.
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