They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. ’ ‘You mean the one that you refused to feed?’ demanded Gerald, seizing this promising cue and adopting a mournful note.
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