Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. Mr. About them quickly. ” “I like the mystical way,” she said. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. I am your first, of course you feel strongly. 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. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing.
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