A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. At second hand it would be unendurable. She had taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat commanded by the windows of the house. So, let's think no more about it. " "Well, well—wait awhile," returned Quilt; "his lordship won't forget you. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu. ’ ‘But where? Where has he gone? Always he goes off, and he says no word to anyone. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity.
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