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“And our destinations also, it seems,” she added, smiling. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side
started putting in overtime. To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her
knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. The tree-lined streets
were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs
down Church Avenue. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their
papers. Wood; "I'll not bear it. . ’ She threw a melting
look at Roding. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the
packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River.
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