’ ‘Yes, but how are you going to find her?’ ‘I will ask—’ She broke off. She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language. Mrs. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. Nothing was given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that it had to offer. ‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. He hung precariously on the ragged edge, but he hung there. Before Marthe will become impatient and come out. And, though neither peace nor innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven.
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