ABSTRACT
The first pale streaks of light roused me after a few minutes' sleep. In the confusion and inexplicable distress of mind peculiar to first waking I found a medley of ideas: my departure—quitting the delicious island, abandoning for ever the hut under the tall palms and my sweet little savage love;—then Taïmaha and her children—new figures in the drama, of whom I had scarce had a glimpse during the night and who had appeared at the last moment to bind me with new ties to this distant land.
