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"And the cure?" ventured Maloney at length. "Is not to quench this savage force," replied Dr. Silence, "but to steer it better, and to provide other outlets. This is the solution of all these problems of accumulated force, for this force is the raw material of usefulness, and should be increased and cherished, not by separating it from the body by death, but by raising it to higher channels. AND THE CURE VENTURED MALONEY AT LENGTH IS NOT TO QUENCH THIS SAVAGE FORCE REPLIED DOCTOR SILENCE BUT TO STEER IT BETTER AND TO PROVIDE OTHER OUTLETS THIS IS THE SOLUTION OF ALL THESE PROBLEMS OF ACCUMULATED FORCE FOR THIS FORCE IS THE RAW MATERIAL OF USEFULNESS AND SHOULD BE INCREASED AND CHERISHED NOT BY SEPARATING IT FROM THE BODY BY DEATH BUT BY RAISING IT TO HIGHER CHANNELS
 mother can actually break the bones of the child unborn." Dr. Silence pointed out to sea, and Maloney, looking wildly about him, turned with a violent start. I saw a canoe, with Sangree in the stern-seat, slowly coming into view round the farther point. His hat was off, and his tanned face for the first time appeared to me—to us all, I think—as though it were the face of some one else. He looked like a wild man. Then he stood up in the canoe to make a cast with the rod, and he looked for all the world like an Indian. I recalled the expression of his face as I had seen it once or twice, notably on that occasion of the evening prayer, and an involuntary shudder ran down my spine. At that very instant he turned and saw us where we lay, and his face broke into a smile, so that his teeth showed white in the sun. He looked in his element, and exceedingly attractive. He called out something about his fish, and soon after passed out of sight into the lagoon. For a time none of us said a word. N HOW THE THOUGHT OF A MOTHER CAN ACTUALLY BREAK THE BONES OF THE CHILD UNBORN DOCTOR SILENCE POINTED OUT TO SEE AND MALONEY LOOKING WILDLY ABOUT HIM TURNED WITH A VIOLENT START I SAW A CANOE WITH SANGREE IN THE STERN SEAT SLOWLY COMING INTO VIEW AROUND THE FARTHER POINT HIS HAT WAS OFF AND HIS TANNED FACE FOR THE FIRST TIME APPEARED TO ME TO US ALL I THINK AS THOUGH IT WERE THE FACE OF SOME ONE ELSE HE LOOKED LIKE A WILD MAN THEN HE STOOD UP IN THE CANOE TO MAKE A CAST WITH THE ROD AND HE LOOKED FOR ALL THE WORLD LIKE AN INDIAN I RECALLED THE EXPRESSION OF HIS FACE AS I HAD SEEN IT ONCE OR TWICE NOTABLY ON THAT OCCASION OF THE EVENING PRAYER AND AN INVOLUNTARY SHUDDER RAN DOWN MY SPINE AT THAT VERY INSTANT HE TURNED AND SAW US WHERE HE LAY AND HIS FACE BROKE INTO A SMILE SO THAT HIS TEETH SHOWED WHITE IN THE SUN HE LOOKED IN HIS ELEMENT AND EXCEEDINGLY ATTRACTIVE HE CALLED OUT SOMETHING ABOUT HIS FISH AND SOON AFTER PASSED OUT OF SIGHT INTO THE LAGOON FOR A TIME NONE OF US SAID A WORD
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