Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. I will go to-night. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact—a natural woman. Submission to the inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her appearance before the magistrate. None presented themselves to save him from that return.
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