Spurlock had better stick to the
bungalow. Daughters were not like sons. I went to her rooms to-night. They travelled past the few idle sightseers who had braved the uninviting
evening to see what the Suffragettes might be doing; they pulled up
unchallenged within thirty yards of those coveted portals. Mrs. Please sit down, Miss
—dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. Yet, here she was, in
the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely
wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with
yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and
diffused strange suffocating smells. “I first saw you crossing the river Arno, after a spring
rain had spoiled the day for everyone except the ducks. . 2. .
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