One day I can be a Gothic chick, and the next day I’ll be Hitler Youth. The tall, blond boys, right?” “That’s them. He had said so. 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. 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. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger. She fell with a plop onto her rear end in the mud and sat dumbly like a statue, water eddying around her. As soon as they had got out, the vehicle was drawn up at the back of a tree near the cage.
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