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An Outcast of the Islands

CHAPTER THREE
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He was now in the midst of the Malay quarter whose bamboo houses, hidden in the verdure of their little gardens, were dark and silent.

Men, women and children slept in there.

Human beings.
Would he ever sleep, and where?
He felt as if he was the outcast of all mankind, and as he looked hopelessly round, before resuming his weary march, it seemed to him that the world was bigger, the night more vast and more black; but he went on doggedly with his head down as if pushing his way through some thick brambles.

Then suddenly he felt planks under his feet and, looking up, saw the red light at the end of the jetty.

He walked quite to the end and stood leaning against the post, under the lamp, looking at the roadstead where two vessels at anchor swayed their slender rigging amongst the stars.


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