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Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. Canton at night is as much China as the
border town of Lan-Chow-fu. These thoughts, however, came to a broken end. The City worried him a good deal, and what energy he had
left over he spent partly in golf, a game he treated very seriously, and partly in
the practices of microscopic petrography. A snarl contorted his
features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table
so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was
alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was
something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at
least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places
of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words
that express it—a very great lark indeed. Dim possibilities that she would not seem to look at even to herself
gesticulated in the twilight background of her mind.
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