’ She tossed her head. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. “You must arrest me!” she gasped, breathlessly, insisting insanely on a point already carried; “you shall!” The police-station at the end seemed to Ann Veronica like a refuge from unnamable disgraces. “Yes, but maybe later. His interest was divided: while his ears drank in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back to Ruth. Ann Veronica, with a sigh at the cost of hospitality, made a hasty negotiation for an extra tea and for a fire in the groundfloor apartment, and preened herself carefully for the interview. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. A drunken idea, Ah Cum had called it. " "Be handy, then," rejoined Terence, "or, I'll lose my share of the smart money. "Tell me, what did they call you?" "Well, the old Kanaka cook used to call me the Golden One, but the natives called me the Dawn Pearl. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there.
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