‘All right, Trodger. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. No doubt there’s some little mistake. ” “I don’t believe it,” he answered hoarsely. It needs cultivating, I think. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Every minute I spend here is an education to me. “I’m really very sorry. Who are you going with?\" \"Nobody. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully. Immediately after it, he was off again, and that, let me tell you, was the last anyone saw of him. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. CHAPTER XVIII.
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