Had she expected to wed Valade herself? Had the fellow broken a vow of betrothal, or abandoned her? He must find out more. Later, she understood his reasons; and it had now become habit. "Sometimes a cup of lies is a cheering thing," replied the trader. " "Vot o' that?" chuckled Abraham. That is what I must do. "I have not told you half. It suited him to dampen the spirits of any who sought to impose upon him, as these relics of the loathed family of Valade seemed like to do. ” “We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff voice. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience.
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