” She threw away the end of her cigarette. ’ Gerald sighed. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. ” His face darkened. It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu.
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