Then enter Mr. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. “Couldn’t we three go out and have some coffee somewhere? The thought of that drawing-room paralyses me. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. Ah Cum said that it was customary to give the chair boys small money for rice. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off.
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