I bore the memory of my humiliation alone, and why should I tell you that it came to me because I am your daughter?
I knew you could not avenge me." "And yet I was thinking of that only," interrupted Almayer, "and I wanted to give you years of happiness for the short day of your suffering.

I only knew of one way." "Ah! but it was not my way!" she replied.

"Could you give me happiness without life?
Life!" she repeated with sudden energy that sent the word ringing over the sea.

"Life that means power and love," she added in a low voice.
"That!" said Almayer, pointing his finger at Dain standing close by and looking at them in curious wonder.
"Yes, that!" she replied, looking her father full in the face and noticing for the first time with a slight gasp of fear the unnatural rigidity of his features.
"I would have rather strangled you with my own hands," said Almayer, in an expressionless voice which was such a contrast to the desperate bitterness of his feelings that it surprised even himself.

He asked himself who spoke, and, after looking slowly round as if expecting to see somebody, turned again his eyes towards the sea.
"You say that because you do not understand the meaning of my words," she said sadly.