“I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. Half a minute, Vee. ” “Sir John,” Miss Pellissier said impressively, “has asked your sister to be his wife. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Now I require it, only that I may stop this pig from ruining all.
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