” “Then, by God!” he said, “you’ll be locked up!” Ann Veronica was disconcerted for a moment. " "I promise to ask no more. Sir John followed me to London and married me. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Oh, and weeks and months of thought and feeling there are bottled up too. She had lost her sense of direction, and was among unfamiliar streets. She stood 218 there, broken bottle still in hand. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. Go to it; and the best of luck!" He went out.
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