In fiction you make the Chinese secretive, criminal, and terrible—or comic. “I supposed that he took off his hat to you. Wild," he said, in a sarcastic tone, but with great firmness; "a person of your well-known sagacity must be aware that some secrets are dangerous to the possessor. She despises me, I suppose. Down in my part of the world it's all a man has to go by. She wondered if the second part would overcome his objections? Several times the words had rushed to her tongue, to find her tongue paralysed. I found him lying like this, the bleeding partly stopped by this scarf, else he had been dead by now. She owed the nun a great deal, including her command of English, for no one else thought to ensure she could speak her mother tongue. But she veiled her feelings. ’ ‘Just what I thought, miss. . ’ ‘I am afraid that there is,’ Gerald told her evenly.
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