She heard this standard expression of a strong soul wrung with a critical coldness that astonished herself. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. Eric Vorsack still toiled at work. Half a day had turned the corner of the hours; and Ah Cum admitted that this girl puzzled him. But it was only six-thirty. "They will kill me, if they find me, as they would have killed my husband and child. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. ’ So that was it. Our ideal had fallen.
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