A few seasons went by where he initiated her into the disgusting rituals of killing and eating human beings, a dark time where she pined for a rescuer who never arrived. But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. As she raised it, its lower portion fell apart into two baggy crimson masses. There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. This time she tried to kill me with a dagger. Got the day off. Books; an inexplicable hunger to be satisfied. " "But how in the Lord's name was she brought up? There's a queer story back of this somewhere.
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