” He smiled, and she felt love for him in that moment as the smile lit up his ebony eyes, eyes whose blackness seemed unfathomable. ’ ‘And now we know also who is the prétendant, Mademoiselle Charvill. "Where?" "That can wait," she answered. ” He put his hands in his pockets, his mouth puckered to a whistle, and he went to the door of the outer preparation-room and stood there, looking, save for the faintest intensification of his natural ruddiness, the embodiment of blond serenity. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. Don’t touch the handle, Annabel! Curse the thing, you’ve jammed it now. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. ’ ‘I was merely drawing your attention to the odd prevalence of French émigrés claiming English antecedents. Time after time he sent Spurlock into this corner or that; but always the boy regained his feet before the murderous boot could reach the mark. I shall barely be in time for the theatre.
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