Kafir Stories Seven Short Stories

he became redolent of cheap scent; he applied himself anew to his studies, with feverish activity, and he pulled his disorderly class together so effectively, that when

or his next step towards the ministry. In the choir, his voice ra

the second class. The very small pupils were instructed by the second lady-teacher. Martha grew thin and ill-tempered. On several occasions she was very impertinent to Miss Blake. In church, or when singing after e

nvey the idea of moroseness. His general demeanour was as that of one in a dream, but in Miss Blake's presence he became alert,

eet-scented clematis trailed. Samuel got into the habit of gathering flowers-generally on Saturday afternoons, when he was free from duty. After one of his ramble

ge of a station about thirty miles distant. A tall, spare man, with dark eyes and hair, he had the reputation of being extremely shrewd. Belonging to the more modern sch

as of her that he thought all day and dreamt all night. Into his wild and elemental nature, in which hereditary savagery was simply covered by a thin veneer of civilisation, this strong love for a woman of an alien race had struck its roots deep down, and absorbed all into itself. But instead of the savage element being transmuted into gentleness, his love ab

her mother's race. Whilst Samuel was secretive by nature, she was rendered so by force of circumstances; she had hardly any opportunities of communicating with the man she loved, and on the rare occasions when she diffidently attempte

ial atmosphere of the mission was heav