One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. That is why I called myself Anna. It would have been better had he succeeded in murdering her, she thought. ‘Word has it that she is English on her father’s side. And if he didn’t, what was the good of seeing him? “I wish he was a woman,” she said, “then I could make him my friend. “Heavens!” exclaimed Ann Veronica, with extraordinary passion. Alors, one must steel oneself. She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery.
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