" He rose for fear she might touch him again. She had not seen Ramage for ten or eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour. Gianfrancesco never suspected that I had my own reasons for wanting you for my wife. There is a place—This isn’t the place. I thought I'd been sufficiently explicit," continued Jonathan. She was sore with the perplexities of her preposterous position. ’ He nodded in the direction of her pistol. There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage’s face changed. ” She took the pocket-book and looked up at him with a little impulsive movement. You have made for yourself a unique place upon the stage. I went off to round up his wife.
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