Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. He would have to return to Hong-Kong; and his trail would be picked up the moment he set foot on the Praya. “You have been very kind to me,” she said. Pig and brute! Yet calling him hard names would not help her. In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. You couldn’t help it.
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