” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. "Sorry," said McClintock, "but I must ask you to check out this afternoon before five. “I forbid it!” she said firmly. . A dresser, a washstand, and a clothes press. ’ He reached into an inner pocket of his coat and brought out a packet of papers. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue.
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