It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to
the main business of the convent as a house of God. One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the
possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and
blotched as though she had run through fire. Strange,
demure-looking young woman, with wonderful complexion and eyes, and a style
about her, too. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. "From Lady Trafford's, where I took the box. ’
‘A pox on the creature,’ swore Mrs Sindlesham, clenching and unclenching
her stiff fingers. And I’d do it again for you if needs be. She had first picked up the fiddle back when
it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at
it.
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