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“Was I that bad?” He asked. The glass in the windows was broken—the roof unthatched—the walls dilapidated. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. She worried for Cathy, working double shifts at the nearby family restaurant to help make ends meet. It’s horrible to think of you!” “You’re an awful brick, Teddy!” she said. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. To preach a fine sermon every Sunday so that he would lose neither the art nor the impulse; and this child, in secret rebellion, taking it down in long hand during odd hours in the week! Preaching grandiloquently before a few score natives who understood little beyond the gestures, for the single purpose of warding off disintegration! It reminded the doctor of a stubborn retreat; from barricade to barricade, grimly fighting to keep the enemy at bay, that insidious enemy of the white man in the South Seas—inertia. ‘You do not think it is enough English. "It's a mercy you both escaped!" ejaculated Wood, only just finding his tongue.
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