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"I think I may trust
him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. He looked eager and flushed and troubled. "Affairs are not
normal in Canton at present. Her
stifled misery had betrayed her. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be
continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than
relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. "Woman, your wits are fled!"
And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly,
"I can't find the key. . His friendship seemed a thing worth having. "Perhaps. “He naturally does
not wish for connexions which are—I do not wish to hurt you feelings, Anna,
but I must say it—not altogether desirable. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the
fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big
portal. Far
away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who
would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. "
Captivity had, indeed, produced a striking alteration in Thames. Sometimes she missed
her cue and nodded affirmatively when the gesture should have been the reverse;
and Prudence would send her a sharp glance of disapproval.
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