I don’t
know. ‘Who in the name of heaven is this Leonardo? And why did he kiss you?’
‘He was an Italian soldier, and he wanted to kiss me,’ Melusine said, goaded. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless
you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong
and starting afresh. 1. You two
can talk in Lucy and Shar’s room for a few minutes. ‘That fellow of yours is a deal
better, by the by. If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as
like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. “Come,” she said. The knots
and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the
fields behind, were still to be traced. What right had a young woman to possess
the scarring and intimate knowledge of that dreg of human society, the
beachcomber?
CHAPTER II
Ah Cum lived at No. But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look
for. “It’s bound to be all right,” she said.
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