’ Madame ventured a glance up at his face, and fluttered her lashes. His energy began to slip away and she sank her teeth into his fat carotid artery below the piano wire, which had drawn blood from his neck. He had absorbed her in a single glance, and was now defining her as he worked. ‘For instance, why have you reverted to your nun’s habit for this particular adventure?’ ‘That is easy. Actually, he had come all this distance simply to fulfil a certain clause in his contract with Fate, to be in Canton on this particular day. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. ‘You ought to be glad someone cares enough about your wretched little neck to try and save it. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. But I will disappoint you.
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