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From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. The pleasure intensified quickly, it was as much control as she dared to lose as she heard herself calling his name with all her breath. The life of a girl presented itself to her as something happy and heedless and unthinking, yet really guided and controlled by others, and going on amidst unsuspected screens and concealments. A faint buzz above the ceiling witnessed that petrography, too, was active. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. While he was thus occupied, Thames, prompted by an unaccountable feeling of curiosity, took up the penknife which the other had just used, and examined the haft. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way.
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