She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. These daughters! He gnawed his pen and reflected, tore the sheet up, and began again. “Julian, I don’t know how to put this. “For one thing I am going to marry David Courtlaw. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. And yet, mulling it over, he began to understand why the white man was so powerful in the world: he was taught loyalty and fair play in his schools, and he carried this spirit the world which his forebears had conquered. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing.
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