Then he would turn his face to her, and she would have to think of herself in his eyes. He held in his hands many threads. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. “I will wait for you on the pavement, if you like,” he said, “but I am going to the ‘Unusual’ with you. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda. He must be gone to dispose of the body. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. She is English, and apparently in some distress.
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