“I don’t know how to prove myself to you, John. Kneebone invariably takes part with me, when any trifling misunderstanding arises between us. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. She was lamentably without comparisons; such few young men as she had seen—white men—had been on the beach, pitiful and terrible objects.
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