If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. One of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. It was, in his opinion, the most astonishing letter he had ever read. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. Fortescue rambled round the garden with soft, propitiatory steps, the Corinthian nose upraised and his hands behind his back, pausing to look long and hard at the fruit-trees against the wall.
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