I don’t want you to talk to me now. The latter haughtily returned his salutation, and flung himself, as if exhausted, into a chair. The drunken beachcombers; the one-sided education; the utter loneliness of a white child without playfellows, human or animal, without fairy stories, who for days was left alone while the father visited neighbouring islands, these pictures sank far below their actual importance. Well, after a time there came a fever in my blood. And I'll have supper with you. In stature, he was short and stumpy; in person, corpulent; and in countenance, sleek, snub-nosed, and demure. CHAPTER XXXII.
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