You tell your daughter that there is a sudden and a long journey before her, with much glory and splendour at the end.

And tell her that Dain must go, or he must die, and that he will not go alone." "No, he will not go alone," slowly repeated Mrs.Almayer, with a thoughtful air, as she crept into the passage after seeing Babalatchi disappear round the corner of the house.
The statesman of Sambir, under the impulse of vivid curiosity, made his way quickly to the front of the house, but once there he moved slowly and cautiously as he crept step by step up the stairs of the verandah.

On the highest step he sat down quietly, his feet on the steps below, ready for flight should his presence prove unwelcome.

He felt pretty safe so.
The table stood nearly endways to him, and he saw Almayer's back; at Nina he looked full face, and had a side view of both officers; but of the four persons sitting at the table only Nina and the younger officer noticed his noiseless arrival.

The momentary dropping of Nina's eyelids acknowledged Babalatchi's presence; she then spoke at once to the young sub, who turned towards her with attentive alacrity, but her gaze was fastened steadily on her father's face while Almayer was speaking uproariously.
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