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And now, only twenty-four hours behind him … that is, if he wasn't paddling by on the return route to Hong-Kong or had dropped down to Macao. “One hardly knows—all the time. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. "I've waited supper, you perceive. Only a few weeks ago there was a bloody battle on the bridge there between the soldiery and the local police. She went past three keenly observant and ostentatiously preoccupied waiters down the thickcarpeted staircase and out of the Hotel Rococo, that remarkable laboratory of relationships, past a tall porter in blue and crimson, into a cool, clear night.
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