"No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. You have the look in your eyes to-night which you had that day, the look of a frightened child. 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. I was happy to oblige them, I had grown sick of the heat of the south and all the miserable sun. Each of my scholars thinks it his own shirt.
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