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. It may be a long string, long enough if you like to tangle up all sorts of people; but there it is! If the paymaster pulls, home she must go. Now, Sir, will you please to follow me?" Mr. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall.
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