At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. Knowing the South Seas from hearsay and by travel, he knew something of that inertia which blunted the fineness, innate and acquired, of white men and women, the eternal warfare against indifference and slovenliness. Her eyes flashed. " "Go, Mr. ’ No Latin? And no guns or daggers, naturally. ’ ‘Because I was a servant in the vicomte’s house? Things have changed. Strange, demure-looking young woman, with wonderful complexion and eyes, and a style about her, too.
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