’ The lodgekeeper had been in fine fettle by the time Major Alderley had produced his investigatory force at the gates. Nothing, however, could be discerned, except the crumbling brickwork. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. “What the devil do you mean by coming for me like that?” Ennison exclaimed, glowering down upon him. He probably imagines himself to be a thousand times worse off than he actually is. The vestry was perhaps the only room in the place, except her allotted curtained off portion of the dormitory chamber that served for her cell—and she could not scandalise the nuns by having a man in there, be he never so much a servant—where Melusine could be sure of privacy.
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