"almost naked, and splendidly formed, he sat on a raised platform near the back, in the middle of the central gangway, and he caught her attention as she came in, and he seemed to control the proceedings. he had the strength and beauty that sometimes come to flower in indians of low birth. when that strange race nears the dust and is condemned as untouchable, then nature remembers the physical perfection that she accomplished elsewhere, and throws out a god -- not many, but one here and there, to prove to society how little its categories impress her."