CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock. "Miss Enschede—such an odd name!—are you French?" "Oh, no. She stuffed her violin in its case and rushed into the hallway towards John, who stood outside of 118 with his arms crossed. The young officer sat in front, his hat perfectly straight. It keeps dangling in front of my eyes. I did not know what God had in mind then. He waved to her. Do you know what? You're some sea goddess and you're only fooling us.
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