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. “I thought I was just up against Morningside Park and father, but it’s the whole order of things—the whole blessed order of things. I have made up my mind to insist upon moving from here into Park Lane, or one of the Squares. Of course, it really signified nothing in this careless part of the world that she was travelling alone.
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