Unlocking a cupboard, he then took out some cold meat and other viands, with a flask of wine, and a bottle of brandy, and began to eat and drink voraciously. Their small talk continued. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. ‘Italian adventurer,’ explained her fiance briefly. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. This amazing world she had set forth to discover! Yesterday at this time she had had no thought in her head about Canton. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. ’ ‘Gosse,’ corrected Lucilla.
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