She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. He must win this man's confidence, even at the risk of being called mad. She caught at the idea. Do not underestimate my power. Now, however, as Gerald watched them, their heads were together and they were murmuring in French. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. Sc. 144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. ” Her breath left her for a moment.
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