"What poet was that?" "Stevenson. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. “Does he live here?” he asked her presently. It was the last thing she felt like drinking. ’ ‘Ah, that was an affair altogether different,’ she explained and fluttered her long lashes at him. She described it so vividly. ” “Your secret is safe with me, sweetheart, as long as 114 you’ll lend your new friend Julian here a smoke. We will go to Ostend by the early morning boat and choose a hiding place from there. No pistols, no daggers today?’ ‘Would you have me show a pistol with so many soldiers? I am not a fool.
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