The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. ’ Gerald frowned. That is what they call these aristocratic refugees, the English. He sprung out of the driver’s side and ran to her door. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. ’ ‘Oh, have you?’ grunted Gerald, surprising in himself a surge of some odd emotion at these words. 6.
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