She had not thought anything could equal her despair at that moment. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. One of the coolies held the paper lantern. Mike’s a fireman and he’s got kids too. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home. . She calmed herself, breathing deeply. "Good night, Master.
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