The Trembling of a Leaf: Little Stories of the South Sea IslandsMaugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset)
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The Trembling of a Leaf: Little Stories of the South Sea Islands
Maugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset)
Oceania -- Fiction
Her passion broke suddenly and she burst into tears. His anger vanished
and he drew her down on his knees. He explained to her that it was
impossible for him to throw up his job, which after all meant his bread
and butter. His place in Apia was long since filled. He had nothing to
go back to there. He tried to put it to her reasonably, the
inconveniences of life there, the humiliation to which they must be
exposed, and the bitterness it must cause their son.
"Scotland's wonderful for education and that sort of thing. Schools are
good and cheap, and he can go to the University at Aberdeen. I'll make a
real Scot of him."
They had called him Andrew. Lawson wanted him to become a doctor. He
would marry a white woman.
"I'm not ashamed of being half native," Ethel said sullenly.
"Of course not, darling. There's nothing to be ashamed of."
With her soft cheek against his he felt incredibly weak.
"You don't know how much I love you," he said. "I'd give anything in the
world to be able to tell you what I've got in my heart."
He sought her lips.
The summer came. The highland valley was green and fragrant, and the
hills were gay with the heather. One sunny day followed another in that
sheltered spot, and the shade of the birch trees was grateful after the
glare of the high road. Ethel spoke no more of Samoa and Lawson grew
less nervous. He thought that she was resigned to her surroundings, and
he felt that his love for her was so passionate that it could leave no
room in her heart for any longing. One day the local doctor stopped him
in the street.
"I say, Lawson, your missus ought to be careful how she bathes in our
highland streams. It's not like the Pacific, you know."
Lawson was surprised, and had not the presence of mind to conceal the
fact.
"I didn't know she was bathing."
The doctor laughed.
"A good many people have seen her. It makes them talk a bit, you know,
because it seems a rum place to choose, the pool up above the bridge,
and bathing isn't allowed there, but there's no harm in that. I don't
know how she can stand the water."
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