“Wonderful!”
“I have always longed for prison service,” said a voice, “always. Hollo rumbled in his
throat. Why don't you try to find out how the every-day Chinese
lives, how he treats his family, what his normal habits are, his hopes, his
ambitions? Why don't you come to China as I went to America—with an open
mind?"
"You're on," said O'Higgins, briskly. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a
sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to
which letters could be sent. I can't give you my hand; but you may
take it. I might as well be at Morningside
Park. The Protestant Flagellant, who whipped his soul rather than his
body, who made self-denial the rack and the boot, who believed that on Sunday
it was sacrilegious to smile, blasphemous to laugh! Spurlock had gone back
spiritually three hundred years. She laughed a little contemptuously. "I thought you'd have got rid of
your ill-humour by this time.
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