When the paroxysm passed, he was forced to lean against the window-jamb for support. ’ ‘What name would you like, then?’ Her shadowed features turned in his direction. By this action, Lucy already knew what the answer was. "I'm only a benighted fool; and having said that, I have said everything. Spurlock looked up. I'll put you aboard The Tigress to-morrow after sundown. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom.
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