And in those dark houses," she continued, more calmly as she pointed towards the settlement, "my voice could wake up men that would lead the Orang Blanda soldiers to him who is waiting--for you." She could not see her daughter's face, but the white figure before her stood silent and irresolute in the darkness.

Mrs.Almayer pursued her advantage.
"Give up your old life! Forget!" she said in entreating tones.

"Forget that you ever looked at a white face; forget their words; forget their thoughts.

They speak lies.

And they think lies because they despise us that are better than they are, but not so strong.