"Aissa! How can I live here?
Trust me.

Believe in me.

Let us go away from here.

Go very far away! Very far; you and I!" He did not stop to ask himself whether he could escape, and how, and where.

He was carried away by the flood of hate, disgust, and contempt of a white man for that blood which is not his blood, for that race which is not his race; for the brown skins; for the hearts false like the sea, blacker than night.