It was so hopeless to put it to them. Her new husband had paid for a cadre of escorts back to Mantua. “I’m next, Mr. ‘A spitfire, ain’t she, sir?’ Roding ignored this. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted.
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