Panic leapt into his eyes as he brought his wrist up just in time to parry the blade. ‘Didn’t mean to say that. I thought Mr. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. 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. Miss Stanley walked round the garden thinking, and presently house and garden reverberated to Ann Veronica’s slamming of the front door. Other phrases returned now, like echoes.
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