But that other world, in spite of her resolute exclusion of it, was always
looking round corners and peeping through chinks and crannies, and rustling and
raiding into the order in which she chose to live, shining out of pictures at her,
echoing in lyrics and music; it invaded her dreams, it wrote up broken and
enigmatical sentences upon the passage walls of her mind. His sword then came in for his scrutiny: he felt at, and appeared satisfied with its
edge. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead,
and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. Yet, here she was, in
the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely
wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with
yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and
diffused strange suffocating smells. “I expected you this morning,” he said. . She never had been much of a looker,
but she had stopped worrying about such things long ago. "Yes," answered the girl.
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