‘When you’re my age, you’ll be just as hardheaded. Hill lost a little of his truculency. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. After all, if one could wait twenty years or more in between bouts of lovemaking, one could certainly wait a few more days. She could hear him from the lower floor as he locked the gates and drew up the wooden part of the bridge. A dog appeared unexpectedly upon the threshold.
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