He appeared to be a stranger to the prisoner, and the sole motive of his visit, curiosity. ” He said. CHAPTER II. He did not particularly care. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. The light touch of Ah Cum's hand upon her arm broke the thread of retrospective thought; and her gray eyes began to register again the things she saw. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home.
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