"Do you hear anything ?" "No," said Mrs.Almayer, absently.

"Listen, Nina," she continued, abruptly, after a slight pause, "in after years there will be other women--" A stifled cry in the boat interrupted her, and the paddle rattled in the canoe as it slipped from Nina's hands, which she put out in a protesting gesture.

Mrs.Almayer fell on her knees on the bank and leaned over the gunwale so as to bring her own face close to her daughter's.
"There will be other women," she repeated firmly; "I tell you that, because you are half white, and may forget that he is a great chief, and that such things must be.

Hide your anger, and do not let him see on your face the pain that will eat your heart.

Meet him with joy in your eyes and wisdom on your lips, for to you he will turn in sadness or in doubt.