“My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father. I am out of your life forever, never having been in it. One of his chair coolies had witnessed the transportation of Spurlock by stretcher to the sampan in the canal. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. ’ She halted, her pistol still held firm and straight, both hands gripping it, her expressive features at once determined and uncertain.
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