The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Jack, meanwhile, heard, the shouts, and, though alarmed by them, held on a steady course. She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter. ‘If Major Alderley should happen to call, you may admit him also. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God.
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