”
She threw away the end of her cigarette. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. Saren Chen
was a tall woman, thin and beautiful in a masculine way,
Germanic. " Her utterance was here choked by sobs. Through yet another doorway she observed an ancient silk brocade loom. "The poor things!"
The manager laughed. I don’t know. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she
gets it from. You can have no shecrets from me. Every word
you utter puzzles me. ”
“It was a delightful piece of good fortune that I should have met you,” he
answered. “You have succeeded a little too well in your personation,” she said bitterly, “to
get rid very easily of Mr. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. That was one of the compensations for
having consigned himself to this part of the world. "
"Oh, I see.
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