But they were too late. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. I suppose I was a little idiotic—I don’t think we either of us mentioned the future, but it was arranged that I should go the next afternoon and have tea with her. " "Not necessarily. There was, in fact, only one clear thought in his fevered brain: he had reached the hotel without falling down.
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