” A flush of excitement crept into her cheeks. And here he was, but a hundred yards away, this wastrel who trailed his genius through the mud. It wasn’t pretty. “Perhaps you will not object to answering one for me. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. You left Hong-Kong at night, by way of the Pearl River, and arrived in Canton the next morning. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk.
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