She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing here?” Ennison looked at him in surprise. ” “Act two,” she continued. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. The old aspect of the place was gone. “It was very tiring. I hope you won’t mind if I say first that I think it does me an extraordinary honor that you should think of any one like myself so highly and seriously, and, secondly, that I wish it had not been written. Everything was going to hell. Your maid would not be of the least protection.
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