The girl came of her own will.

I have done no more but to show her my love like a man; she heard the cry of my heart, and she came, and the dowry I have given to the woman you call your wife." Almayer groaned in his extremity of rage and shame.

Nina laid her hand lightly on his shoulder, and the contact, light as the touch of a falling leaf, seemed to calm him.

He spoke quickly, and in English this time.
"Tell me," he said--"tell me, what have they done to you, your mother and that man?
What made you give yourself up to that savage?
For he is a savage.

Between him and you there is a barrier that nothing can remove.
I can see in your eyes the look of those who commit suicide when they are mad.