The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. "Was there any other woman back there in the States?" "Nary a female. I shall make no defence. It was not the type of household where one could come and go at all hours, for this she was glad. Giles's church, the bell of which continued tolling all the time, passed the pound, and entered Oxford Road, or, as it was then not unfrequently termed, Tyburn Road. Lucy tried not to notice the starched smell, overpowering and powdery. “It has all been a mistake, hasn’t it?” “No more talking,” the doctor interposed.
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