Little things, almost impalpable, had happened to justify that doubt; something in his manner had belied his words. ‘You heard Gosse—I mean, the man you know as Valade?’ ‘Clear as day, miss,’ he uttered. The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor.
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