"'He is dead,' Godfrey said.
"We said nothing.
"'Father died two hours ago,' Godfrey said.
"We said nothing.
"'Our father is white,—he is very white,' Godfrey said, and he trembled. 'Our mother was brown when she was dead.'
"Godfrey's voice was wild.
"'Come, brothers, and see how white is our father,' Godfrey said.
"No one of us moved.
"'Won't you come? In God's name, come,' said Godfrey. 'Oich—but it is very strange! I have looked in his face so long that now I do not know him for my father. He is like no kin to me, lying there. I am alone, alone.'