‘Went to the dogs, did Jarvis, after Mary died. 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. Her two new friends did their best to entertain her. “Of course,” he ventured, “I could try for more at the ‘Alhambra. En tout cas, I am not trespassing at all. . ’ He made a pretence of rising and making a sortie to the corner to see if anyone was there. “I’ll turn you here. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. Lord, I am sixty.
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