The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. “You are in trouble,” he said. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. Come and see him, Lucia. “But I must, I will,” he answered fiercely. "He knows he had to take it. I have been very foolish, but it is over. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. I must practise what I preach. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. She is more dear to me than anything else. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. The Dawn Pearl! To be with her constantly, with no diversions to serve as barricades! Damn McClintock for putting this thought in his head—that Ruth loved him! He flung himself upon the beach, face downward, his outflung hands digging into the sand: which was oddly like his problem—he could not grip it.
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