"What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. He was inclined to be a good-natured person, and he had no nervous fears of receiving a snub. Instead her point disengaged, dropped, and then the sword came up again and banged, flatbladed, onto Gosse’s wrist with such force that his own blade dropped from his grasp. " "And what is a geisha girl?" Not to have heard of the geisha! It was as if she had asked: "What is Paris?" What manner of tourist was this who had heard neither of the geisha of Japan nor of the sing-song girl of China? Before he could marshal the necessary phrases to explain, Ruth herself indicated her thought.
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