Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. 250 Michelle intercepted John before he reached the backstage entrance. Michelle blinked rapidly and Lucy could hear her heart speeding up. People of your sort—I don’t want the instincts to—to rush our situation. "Jack!" Her son averted his gaze. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. I am an educated Chinese, and I resent the imputations against my race. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. Then he turned on his heel and walked off. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. " "Very true," chuckled Jackson; "very true. ’ Madame gave one of those breathy laughs.
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