The boat rocked violently with the struggle. Blueskin and the Minters were dragging Wood to the pump. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. "Who are you?" inquired Mrs. . It would be very good to be Capes’ friend. There are sing-song girls in Hong-Kong and Shanghai who are famous and wealthy. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him. 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. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. Ah Cum before the day was over, slyly baiting him. He told her something about music, the great world outside. But in the train going home her aunt reasoned it out.
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