"But don't you want to see trees and grass and flowers ?" Another sad shake of the head was the only reply.
Such people, such natures, and such lives, were incomprehensible to me then.

I could not look at things except from my own standpoint.
She took her child upon her knee, and lighted a cigarette; I took mine upon my knee, and gazed at the river banks: they were now old friends: I had gazed at them many times before; how much I had experienced, and how much had happened since I first saw them! Could it be that I should ever come to love them, and the pungent smell of the arrow-weed which covered them to the water's edge?
The huge mosquitoes swarmed over us in the nights from those thick clumps of arrow-weed and willow, and the nets with which Captain Mellon provided us did not afford much protection.
The June heat was bad enough, though not quite so stifling as the August heat.

I was becoming accustomed to climates, and had learned to endure discomfort.

The salt beef and the Chinaman's peach pies were no longer offensive to me.

Indeed, I had a good appetite for them, though they were not exactly the sort of food prescribed by the modern doctor, for a young mother.