Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. There was a little murmur of consternation from the waiting crowd, and the florid young woman showed signs of temper, to which Mr. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. "But she is saying something to me! What is it?" The hotel manager, who spoke Cantonese with facility, interpreted. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage.
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