It was Blueskin. She hated it, she hated the mission-house; she hated the sleek lagoon, the palms, the burning sky. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. “I can’t keep away from you. With Baptist Kettleby, to engage in a matter is to go through with it. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. She worried for her father in Mantua, 28 hoping that he was still alive. "Fear!" echoed Wild, in a terrible tone,—"fear! Repeat that word again, and nothing shall save you. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. She had, by the magic of recollection, set the picture of the typhoon between herself and her table companions: the terrible rollers thundering on the white shore, the deafening bellow of the wind, the bending and snapping palms, the thatches of the native huts scattering inland, the blur of sand dust, and those two outcasts defying the elements.
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