Sir John felt hot and furious. By this time, Jonathan and the vast mob attending him, had come up, and the place was rendered almost as light as day by the links. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. Every one has to make a deal with the world. But you——” Something seemed to catch his breath. But, uttering a loud cry, he was swept away by the headlong torrent. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. She drifted northward from the Strand, and came on some queer and dingy quarters. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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