I want to leave it for ever. What would you? I cannot fight them all. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. ’ ‘But Gérard knows. But he died when he was a child—long ago—long ago—long ago. Surely he was imagining this picture. I thought perhaps you were staying with them, as you did not seem particularly anxious to recognize your old friends. “You had no right—” panted Ann Veronica. ‘I feared as much. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself.
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