Raising the bowl in his right hand, Jack glanced towards the balcony,
in which the group of ladies were seated, and begged to drink their healths; he
then turned to Kneebone and the others, who extended their hands towards him,
and raised it to his lips. But his words were borne away by the driving wind. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the
veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Perhaps you
will meet him someday. And life is much the same, whether taken in
battle, on the couch, or by the road-side. . “They make me want to shout,” said Mr. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. You should have more. If any of you—or all of you feel the same in six months’
time from to-day, will you come, if you care to, and see me then?”
There was a brief silence. She had noticed a twenty year pattern emerging, and
funny how opportunity seemed to strike just when she
was getting truly anxious. ToC
Mrs. ”
“And they go?”
“When they get the chance. Why don't you try to find out how the every-day Chinese
lives, how he treats his family, what his normal habits are, his hopes, his
ambitions? Why don't you come to China as I went to America—with an open
mind?"
"You're on," said O'Higgins, briskly.
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