‘Don’t tell me. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. He shook his head all the time. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her. " "Let me have them. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. ‘Where the devil have you been?’ ‘Consorting with a nun in the gardens. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. For a moment she too had started and faltered in her exit from the room.
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