How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. No one ate with as much passionate gusto as a teenager could. I have two Malay clerks in the store; but I'm obliged to have a white man to watch over them, or they'd clean me out. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. Looking sullen, he released the handle and sat back.
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