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A little exclamation of surprise escaped Ennison. ‘I do not wish to be like him, but it is entirely reasonable that it should be so. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. He was heartily thankful for it. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. "Never heard of a sing-song girl; never heard of a geisha! Flower of the Lotus: the sing-song girl called her that. “Indeed,” she said, “it was very fortunate that I should have met you this afternoon.
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