Wood uttered something like an imprecation. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. It added to the picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. A dreamy sense of content crept over him. I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. This man was her husband in the eyes of both God and man.
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