“What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. He can't play cards, either, when he's sober. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. You must know that. 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.
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