The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. ‘It does not matter to me if he comes or no, madame. ” “By all means,” Brendon answered. She knew now that he never would. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. good, miss. It generalized everything she put to it.
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