Stanley came home at a quarter to six—an earlier train by fifteen minutes than he affected—his sister met him in the hall with a hushed expression. There has never been a white woman at McClintock's. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. She was unusually pale, and her eyes were brilliant. Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by the ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of prayer, began to read aloud. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. ’ ‘It’s no use you being superior,’ said Roding severely. They had always gone without because of their secret lifestyle. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals.
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