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‘Why do you think I want a man ready to run to me with every move she makes?’ countered Gerald. Giving him a wide berth, and keeping her pistol high, she made her way to the door and warily peered through it. ‘I don’t want a list of all the nuns resident in your wretched convent. ’ ‘Then you shall no longer do so. Stanley took the letter and stood with it in his hand thoughtfully for a time. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. . There would be no way of keeping her police questioning a secret from the entire neighborhood. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. It seemed as if each time her imagination reached out investingly, an invisible lash beat it back. ‘Would you care for some refreshment? A glass of wine, perhaps?’ ‘Nothing, merci, I do not remain,’ she answered, although she did not rise.
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