The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber, if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly person entirely obscured the view. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. The world into which she was so boldly venturing was going to be wonderful, but never so wonderful as the world within these paper covers. That’s why it’s so important I should take my own line now. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. I wanted something alive. She was, by certain signs, charged with anger, but she saw upon the faces of these two young fools the look of angels and an ineffable kindness breathed upon her withered heart.
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