’ Her lashes fluttered. You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. If he stayed in the basement apartment as was his usual habit, she would have no problem. She repeated this breathlessly.
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