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’ She eyed him. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. ’ ‘Hélas, poor you,’ Melusine rejoined sarcastically. " "Oh, God!" cried Jack, "she does not know me. " "That I'll engage not to do. ” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw.
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