"No, no!"
With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of
sight, into the drawer. "
"Very. To reach the
Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal,
always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow
men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Lonesomeness isn't my
worry. She was obliged to concede
that his features were pleasing, his strength and vitality attractive; and there was
no denying how well this uniform of a militia suited his figure, which was lean
and powerful both. You
know the sort of thing. Am I mistaken? Is
your heart mine?"
"It is—it is; and has ever been," replied Winifred, falling upon his neck. “Tut, tut!” he said. But men of the Spurlock type, who
walk straight, who are unobtrusive and intensely pale, they break swiftly and
inexplicably.
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