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It is given, like hers, as nearly as possible in the narrator's words, with only so much correction as was necessary to connect the story, and render it grammatical. The concluding passage in inverted commas, is entirely his own. While Mary's narrative shews the disgusting character of colonial slavery, this little tale explains with equal force the horrors in which it originates.
And what has become of them? I believe the Indians cleaned them out long years ago; and now their turn has come. I find it's a law of Nature" and here the narrator's tone grew more reverent as if touching upon a higher theme "that the weak go to the wall. It's a hard law, but I don't see any way out of it. The old Aztecs had to go under, and the Indians will have to follow suit."
Equally trying is it to feel your interest clustering round a narrator's manhood, all your individuality merging in his, till, of a sudden, by the merest chance, you catch the swell of crinoline, and there you are. Away with such clumsiness! Let us have everybody christened before we begin. I do, therefore, with Spartan firmness depose and say that I am a woman.
That was the hardest part of my story; I trust that you have understood it?" The narrator's glance sought the children's eyes once more; but this time questioningly rather than peremptorily.
That was the hardest part of my story; I trust that you have understood it?" The narrator's glance sought the children's eyes once more; but this time questioningly rather than peremptorily.
The man was talking with great volubility, and obvious excitement, and Pyot was apparently torn between his scorn for the narrator's garrulousness, and his fear of losing something of what the talker had to say.
In case of the further extension of steam navigation between India and New South Wales, of which there can now be no doubt, Cape York would make an excellent coal depôt. In short, unless the narrator's imagination runs away with him, it would answer any necessary purpose of navigation, and ought to attract the consideration of government without loss of time.
The reader, then, may be said to watch a reflection of the facts in a mirror of which the edge is nowhere in doubt; it is rounded by the bounds of the narrator's own personal experience. This limitation may have a convenience and a value in the story, it may contribute to the effect. But it need not be forfeited, it is clear, if the first person is changed to the third.
My brother looked a glance of agony at me, and I know he meant, 'Don't reveal what you see; my life depends on it. I was so terror-struck that I could hardly stand, and, not knowing what I did, I turned and hurried away." The narrator's manner and tone had the stamp of truth, and his story made a great impression on all around.
When Fowler, Bishop of Gloucester a thorough believer in what is now-a-days called spiritualism was persecuting his acquaintance with silly stories about ghosts, Powell gave him a telling reproof for his credulity by describing a horrible apparition which was represented as having disturbed the narrator's rest on the previous night.
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