They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind. “So Brendon and I,” he said, “have been troubled with the same fears. . ” Her hand fell back into her lap. “Do you know,” she said, “that every one is remarking how ill you look. Jonathan threw open the street-door. " "Well, you'll have lots of time down there. "She in intensely impressionable and romantic, and probably she is giving the chap qualities he doesn't possess. . ‘Maybe not,’ Gerald conceded, ‘but I’m damned if I herald my approach with a lot of unnecessary blundering about in the dark.
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