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. You shall not take me alive. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. "I wouldn't give a betel-nut for a man who wouldn't stick to his guns, if he believed himself in the right. She addressed Capes as though she spoke to him alone.
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