’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald. Felix. "Affairs are not normal in Canton at present. “You have changed somehow—and you certainly are less friendly. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. But this afternoon it discovered an unusual vein of irritability in her. "Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. By the by, Mr. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald.
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