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. The man was thick set, with a bright roving eye. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. He was no longer in military uniform, and it was evident from his suit of brown brocade that he had been disturbed while preparing for an evening engagement. So they fenced with smiles. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town. Henceforth Ruth would closely observe her fellow women and note the hang of their skirts. Jonathan threw open the street-door. “It was my sister Anna.
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