’ Both Valade and the granddaughter gazed at him blankly. "Here!" shrieked Lady Trafford. She began to weep in long, aching sobs. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea. ‘But I ain’t been idle, miss, I swear it. I can’t love you. I'm heading for bed. I’ve been waiting a long time for you. It never is. ‘And that object confirms me in the belief that it is not I who will shortly meet my maker. 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. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation.
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