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I just suppose it isn’t worth the trouble. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. ” “Where?” Courtlaw asked quickly. U. She glanced into her companion’s face, and she saw there strange things. She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. Saren Chen was a tall woman, thin and beautiful in a masculine way, Germanic. "But she is saying something to me! What is it?" The hotel manager, who spoke Cantonese with facility, interpreted.
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