“Indeed, you could have no more faithful friend, you could find no one more anxious to serve you. But d—n him! let's talk o' something more agreeable. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. 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. ‘Hilary was right. "Heaven be praised, I am not the son of a nobleman. Let me engage myself.
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