Beneath two tall elms, whose boughs completely overshadowed the roof, stood Mr. Little by little Sebastian gave to her the story of how she came to be abducted. His face changed and she saw, with a stab at her heart, the dawning of irritation in his eyes. She didn’t choose her man. One of his chair coolies had witnessed the transportation of Spurlock by stretcher to the sampan in the canal. —Though if my name should become as famous as theirs, it wouldn't much matter.
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