"I am as God made me. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. But in that case, why the raging jealousy about Madame having taken her place. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. Taking the wind was her business in life. Her companion was a person of no inferior condition. As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things: a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. “I wonder,” he said, “if women do know things by instinct? I have my doubts about feminine instinct. Did you not hear the shot?’ ‘I ain’t saying as I didn’t hear no shot,’ Trodger said carefully, peering at her out of eyes narrowed with interest, ‘but what I do say is, it’s mighty peculiar you saying as how there’s a Frenchman in the case, when it’s as plain as the nose on your face that you’re a Frenchwoman yourself.
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