"I'll take you into a Chinese home. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted,
hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the
sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless
energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. After all, old P. ’
‘Damnation!’
‘What the devil ails you?’ demanded his friend, striding forward. If
you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. She called them back very soon. "
"Nay, if you're bent upon this folly," observed Wild, who appeared to have his
own reasons for humouring the lad, "I shan't hinder you. They stood for a moment in
the passage and listened. ’ A gleam of rare humour slid into Charvill’s chest. She felt flattered. “If you attempted such a thing it
would be in order that I should smack you hard with the palm of my hand upon
the cheek. He lit a cigarette and loitered
about. Leave me behind: I'm not
afraid.
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