“Hold on, she’s right here. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was
a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask. “He was no help to the police, just babbled on about
how he was going to marry your Mom and how he was in
love with her, that they he had lost his true love, Michelle
insisted on repeating that to me, ‘He lost his true love. She would come back and write letters,
carefully planned and written letters, or read some book she had fetched from
Mudie’s—she had invested a half-guinea with Mudie’s—or sit over her fire and
think. Oh dear!—oh dear! Be careful of
him," she added to her husband, "and get it over quickly, or never expect to see
me again. I’d rather starve!”
For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration.
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