"Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of
ale. As the carpenter's gaze wandered over this scene of devastation, his attention
was drawn by Mrs. "Promise me that. ‘Obsessed, that’s
what you are. ’
The girl bit her lip and backed a little, while her husband shifted to stand at
her side. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the
dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered
little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed,
in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that
made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount. 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. There was
a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence.
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