"You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to
burst open the door. "Don't ask me about it
now. Ann
Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads
from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent
muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. There were two of them. In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's. Satisfied, as he thought, that he had nothing to apprehend, the boy resumed his
task, chanting, as he plied his knife with redoubled assiduity, the following—not
inappropriate strains:—
THE NEWGATE STONE. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he
expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. If my
conjectures are right, this boy would stay there indefinitely. I wanted John to
be proud to be seen with me.
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