"While I live you are safe," rejoined Trenchard; "after my death I can answer for nothing. Money was not necessary; indeed, it would have embarrassed all concerned. It was in her eyes—the big thing that comes but once. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. "In Canton. Take me with you. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Wood, in indignant surprise. The tiles lay a foot thick in the road. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes.
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