He filled her glass with champagne. . The Night-Cellar XVIII. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. ‘What else do you expect? It’s the penalty you pay for marrying an Englishman. Even Ah Cum had resumed his Oriental shell of reserve. “H’m!” he said, regarding the wreckage with a calmer visage. Beyond that everything was nebulous. Reverse psychology or something, it’s like she was trying to draw him nearer by pushing him away. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. No mercenary consideration influences me.
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