Perhaps her odd beauty—and that too was natural—stirred these thoughts into being. South America was big; but ten thousand islands, scattered all over the biggest ocean on the map! Nearly all of them clear of the ship lanes and beaten tracks! The best thing he could do would be to call up the Quai d'Orsay and turn over the job to Lecocq. "I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. " Half an hour later she laid aside the book. It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon friendship. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. "What has happened?" Ruth asked.
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