From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Set on unravelling her secrets, Gerald pursues every possible clue—much to the indignation of Mademoiselle. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. “He naturally does not wish for connexions which are—I do not wish to hurt you feelings, Anna, but I must say it—not altogether desirable.
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