‘But I was not there. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. You have spoken her name, I think, Marthe. "The men. On the morrow Spurlock (who was unaware that he had offered a prayer) let down the bars to his reserve. For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess. Looked all over that dratted convent of yours—or at least Trodger and the men did so—but no sign of them.
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