She seemed to think Liebchen carried on
improper and had no refinement. Why, I guess from her point of view
sea bathing wasn't becoming, and when Liebchen stood on her head in
the water, Veronica used to take to the woods with her feelings
pretty rumpled. Kamelillo disliked Veronica on account of her
fussiness, and because she had lit on him and scratched him when he
wanted to be let alone. He wanted to make Veronica into poi, but I
didn't think there was any real nourishment in her; and he wanted to
break the log jam and let the whale out, but I told him it was Kreps'
jam.
"Ain' harbour belong him," said Kamelillo. "Ain' him slap harbour on
me. Thas whale bad un. I show him." He went to Kreps. "I tell you,
dam Dutchman," he says, meaning to be soothing and persuasive. "I
tell you, we cutta bamboo, harpoon whale. Donnerblissen! Easy!"
"Du animal!" says Kreps. "Mitout perception, mitout soul, mitout
delicate!"
"Oh!" says Kamelillo; "girl whale. All right, dam Dutchman, me fren.
You break jam. Letta go."
"It iss not of use," said Kreps, and he sighed. "You understand not
de yearning, de ideal. Listen! Liebchen, she iss de abstraction, de
principle.
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