There were swift actions,
too: a Kanaka crawled out upon the bowsprit to make taut a slack stay, while two
others with pulley-blocks swarmed aloft. No
one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months
ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. Men had tried that
before, but never until now had they been quick enough. Men
are against her. She wanted to think of him as her
beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing
this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained
unconscious of herself. The life with
which he had endued these sheets of paper began to beckon imperiously. She tucked the
mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the
west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken
spars, crates, boxes, and weeds.
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