At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. I will shed no more blood. He glanced up. She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language.
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