CHAPTER XXII. Never sent for the shirt. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired
deferentially. She's fine. She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed
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her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it
through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. They did not care—
servant or master, it meant nothing. "I am—I am!" cried the widow, snatching the babe, and pressing it to her breast
with rapturous delight "God be thanked, I have found it!"
"We have both good reason to be grateful," added the lady, with great emotion. Loving was self-forgetfulness, pure delighting in another human being. "He is respited?"
"Alas! no," replied Thames, sadly. Up to dinner yesterday I did not expect to come to Canton. She was the actress his whim had chosen to play a passive
part.
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