He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. “You were never born,” he declared, “to follow the well worn roads. Of all crafts,—and it was the only craft his poor father, who, to do him justice, was one of the best workmen that ever handled a saw or drove a nail, could never understand,—of all crafts, I say, to be an honest man is the master-craft. ‘That is not your affair. “I cannot conceive,” he said, “how any other occupation could ever have occurred to you. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. Women to me are something so serene, so fine, so feminine, and politics are so dusty, so sordid, so wearisome and quarrelsome.
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