Unfortunately her teachers did not understand her nature, and the education ended in a scene of humiliation, in an outburst of contempt from white people for her mixed blood.

She had tasted the whole bitterness of it and remembered distinctly that the virtuous Mrs.Vinck's indignation was not so much directed against the young man from the bank as against the innocent cause of that young man's infatuation.

And there was also no doubt in her mind that the principal cause of Mrs.Vinck's indignation was the thought that such a thing should happen in a white nest, where her snow-white doves, the two Misses Vinck, had just returned from Europe, to find shelter under the maternal wing, and there await the coming of irreproachable men of their destiny.
Not even the thought of the money so painfully scraped together by Almayer, and so punctually sent for Nina's expenses, could dissuade Mrs.
Vinck from her virtuous resolve.

Nina was sent away, and in truth the girl herself wanted to go, although a little frightened by the impending change.

And now she had lived on the river for three years with a savage mother and a father walking about amongst pitfalls, with his head in the clouds, weak, irresolute, and unhappy.