” “Does she have to sell her soul to the Devil?” Lucy asked, feeling stupid. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. F. Ruth drank in these intellectual controversies, storing away facts. Still he had a decent look, and decidedly the air of one well-to-do in the world. His attraction for her was now written plainly on his freckled face, revealed by the many drinks he had imbibed. "Ali Baba, in a blue-serge coat!… God-forsaken fool!" CHAPTER XIII One day Ruth caught the patient's eyes following her about; but there was no question in the gaze, no interest; so she pretended not to notice. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. I mystify you; I can see that.
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