She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Having only seen him in the gloom of a dungeon, and loaded with fetters, Kneebone had not noticed this alteration: but he was now greatly struck by it. She was the actress his whim had chosen to play a passive part. The spring can't be opened on this side. . She paused. ‘You don’t mind if I sit down?’ She considered him a moment, her head a little on one side. Saviour's Stairs. ” She laughed gaily.
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