His name was Sebastianus. You may enjoy your pride, your arrogance—in a coffin. I’d rather die than hear any more fairytales. You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. Now that I recall, it probably wasn’t the best source for engineering plans. ‘If you did not want me to talk of it,’ she told him with characteristic insouciance, ‘you should not have mentioned the matter to me. You may command my services at any time. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells.
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