“I liked him, and I never undeceived him. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. I’m going up to London with the Widgetts to that ball. He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. They’ve just got to keep white.
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