For five days The Tigress chugged her way across the burnished South China, grumpily, as if she resented this meddling with her destiny. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable inhabitants. Another picture slid across her vision. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. There is a tragedy to come. But she must not laugh. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. “I am very much obliged for the tea,” she said. ‘And I do understand.
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