Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. Wood, furiously. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. When she came to, she was lying with her head in Martha’s lap, and a livid bruise was forming at the point of a raging headache. ‘Do not be imbecile. This isn't your island, child; it's the great world.
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