‘But this Englishwoman,’ asked the man Valade, his puzzlement plain to see, ‘who was she?’ The question irritated Charvill. “I wonder,” she murmured to herself, “if this is the beginning. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. Then she called a hansom and drove home. Man or woman. ‘And if it was not for that imbecile of a Gérard, who has put his soldiers to watch for me, it would not need that I make it. I had consecrated my life to His Work; and I took the primrose path.
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