She sensed a pelvic exam
coming on. It was the grand nursery of vice. You would want me to be clean,
if you gave me a thought, that is. ‘Very wise,’ commented Gerald. The wounded man had
descended the bridge, and dashed himself against the door beyond it; but, finding
it impossible to force his way further, he turned to confront his assailants. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook. "Well, like or not, I'm greatly pleased with it, and must beg it from you as a
memorial——"
"Of what?" she interrupted, startled by his change of manner. "Well, if you won't come, I shall help myself, and that's unsociable," pursued the
speaker, evidently, from the noise he made, suiting the action to the word. I don’t want
you to be sad. "
There was a pause. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the
packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River.
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