" "But I've got to go!" insisted Rollo, in perfectly understandable dog-talk. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. "I've waited supper, you perceive. An acute sense of living was in her veins, even the taste of her wine seemed magical. “About my sister,” she repeated slowly. ’ Gerald suppressed a grin. Believe me, Anna. Your boyfriend.
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