She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. " "I fancied I heard voices," rejoined Sir Rowland. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears.
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