“Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly. But there was a face pressed to the glass. She found it extremely difficult to infuse an air of quiet correctitude into her return through the window, and when she was safely inside she waved clinched fists and executed a noiseless dance of rage. Once she heard him mutter, and she leaned down. Sir John waved her back. Supposing Ah Cum's luck failed for once? The manager made a gesture of dismissal, and added up the bill for the Misses Jedson, who were returning to Hong-Kong in the morning.
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