She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. " "I was educated in America. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves.
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