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I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. You know I call that positively wicked. " Many wrinkles appeared at the corners of Ah Cum's slant eyes—as if the sun hurt—but the rest of his face remained as passive as a graven Buddha's. And her kind of love forgives everything and anything but infidelity. After the usual laconic greetings, he drew him on one side. "By all means," rejoined Quilt. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. Her stifled misery had betrayed her. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. It wasn’t pretty. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter. CHAPTER XX.
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