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She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. ” And she pressed her lips together in white resolution and nodded, and she was manifestly full of that same passion for conflict and selfsacrifice that has given the world martyrs since the beginning of things. I have—run away. Neither Charvill nor his heir know anything of your presence in England. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. ” The doors at the other end of the hall opened. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth.
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