. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. He rose, steadied himself, then walked out of the dining room. She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language. ” “With you!” “And as for your people?” “They don’t count. He carried a small bag. We must wave our hands at the blue hills far away there and go back to London and work. ‘Never mind that now. You'll be wasting his time. People running, screaming, hiding. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. He said daring things with a grace which made them irresistible, his eyes flashed back upon her some eloquent but silent appreciation of the change in her manner towards him.
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