’
Her lashes fluttered. To reach the
Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal,
always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow
men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Both arm-chairs had been moved
a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular
glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle
of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. “But was it wise to sing to-night?”
“Why not? The man was nothing to me. “I do love you. She prevaricated. ”
Mr. ‘Only me name,’ Kimble said apologetically. ' Sign it," he added, as, after
some further threats, the letter was indited according to his dictation, "and direct
it to Mr. Gerald’s temper flared. “This is all very well,” she said, “but two out of the three are rank deserters—
and if the papers tell the truth the third is as bad. ’
‘On the contrary. ”
“But the marriage itself?” Sir John asked. I'll leave these out,
and to-morrow you can read them through.
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