‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu. You understand me, Charcoal. It was intolerable to think that he might overhear words and phrases. The picture of Mary Remenham was still on the wall. Lucy looked about confusedly. Day by day she followed the spiritual and physical contest between this man and woman. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively.
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