The house was invisible from the road, and yet enormous once within view. “Who is the tenant of these rooms?” he inquired. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. Anna sprang to her feet with a startled cry. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. ” “Surely,” he protested, “the change is all in favour of your own inclinations. If I'd not gone mad, they would have hanged me. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu. Wood, sharply.
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