The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. Sheppard, whose maternal fears drew her in another direction, hurried off to the Mint. “That thing’s going on,” she told herself. It was a clear, lovely, October morning.
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