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The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. ‘So now you may safely cease your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. ‘She wouldn’t tell me. We had no idea. ‘Allow me. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor. That there gatekeeper would’ve called them out again. He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. ‘Quite wrong, monsieur. As soon as they had got out, the vehicle was drawn up at the back of a tree near the cage. But I mean to have them. He unhooked it from the front clasp. Even if you were sick in the mind and did not understand what you were doing, it's a mighty cruel thing you have done.
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