They had heard nothing, seen nothing. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. "Do you know what you make me think of?" "What?" "As if you had stepped out of some old family album. But for now, I’d like to turn in, if you don’t mind. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard.
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