She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. “I propose,” Sir John said, “that we pay for our dinner—which we haven’t had— tip the garçon a sovereign, and take a cab to the Ritz. I could not dream of loving you. For the first time that day, she was finally able to look into his face. “It does not appear to me,” he said, stiffly, “to be an affair for jests.
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