"His wife is still living," returned Kneebone, drily. ” “I will buy books and a lay figure,” he declared, “to practise upon. He stepped back further. "I wonder how she picked up Kanaka? On her island they don't talk Kanaka lingo. My uterus and my ovaries are gone. Wild will hang me. The flush deck was without wells. " "By Heaven!" cried Kneebone, with increasing fervour, "it is true—as true as my affection for you. She had to exert tremendous energy not to sniff the air for his blood. All men are bloody fucking hypocrites. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. It fits your style.
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