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Murder, Chop Chop
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An astonishingly beautiful Eurasian girl with shoulder-length black hair cut in a page-boy bob had occupied her place. The Eurasian girl looked up, smiling. She had lovely eyes, dark, almond shaped, with very long black lashes that swept her cheeks.
"Miss Mildred Woodford?" she asked in polished English.
The Englishwoman conquered her surprise, but she was ruffled. Antagonism showed plainly upon her features. "I'm Woodford," she said flatly.
"I'm Mountain of Virtue." The Eurasian girl spoke with the rounded, pliable intonations of the Soochow accents. "I was sent to meet you. I am so glad you have come."
At the mere mention of the name Mountain of Virtue, the six Chinese officers crowded around the girl, beaming and mooning. Mountain of Virtue was well known in China, it seemed.
Mildred Woodford sank into an empty end seat and proceeded to stare with a frigid British eye. The Eurasian girl was slender. Her skin had a faint golden blush. Although she was dressed with Chinese exactness and taste, she was quite modern. Her duck's-egg green skirt, French-heeled shoes and bobbed hair gave ample proof.
What Mildred Woodford did not recognize was that Mountain of Virtue was what the Chinese poets call hsiaochieh—a woman born to attract men, then retire, bestowing favors artfully, rarely and elusively. In short, a dangerous woman!
"Miss Mildred Woodford?" she asked in polished English.
The Englishwoman conquered her surprise, but she was ruffled. Antagonism showed plainly upon her features. "I'm Woodford," she said flatly.
"I'm Mountain of Virtue." The Eurasian girl spoke with the rounded, pliable intonations of the Soochow accents. "I was sent to meet you. I am so glad you have come."
At the mere mention of the name Mountain of Virtue, the six Chinese officers crowded around the girl, beaming and mooning. Mountain of Virtue was well known in China, it seemed.
Mildred Woodford sank into an empty end seat and proceeded to stare with a frigid British eye. The Eurasian girl was slender. Her skin had a faint golden blush. Although she was dressed with Chinese exactness and taste, she was quite modern. Her duck's-egg green skirt, French-heeled shoes and bobbed hair gave ample proof.
What Mildred Woodford did not recognize was that Mountain of Virtue was what the Chinese poets call hsiaochieh—a woman born to attract men, then retire, bestowing favors artfully, rarely and elusively. In short, a dangerous woman!
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Publisher
Barakaldo BooksYear
2020eBook ISBN
9781839745003Table of contents
- Title page
- TABLE OF CONTENTs
- DEDICATION
- FOREWORD
- SOME CHARACTERS IN CHINA
- CHAPTER 1-The Camouflaged Train
- CHAPTER 2-Three Mountains of Lingtung
- CHAPTER 3-He Dead!
- CHAPTER 4-Murder Graduates to Mystery
- CHAPTER 5-Eleven-Eighteen to Eleven-Fifty
- CHAPTER 6-Deposit for Harrow
- CHAPTER 7-The Virtue of Virtue
- CHAPTER 8-Double the Dead
- CHAPTER 9-Firth
- CHAPTER 10-Running Wind Mountain
- CHAPTER 11-Sincerely, Colonel Nohuri
- CHAPTER 12-Air Raid
- CHAPTER 13-A Bridge Vanishes
- CHAPTER 14-Teng Fa-Mostly a Memory
- CHAPTER 15-A Study in Teeth
- CHAPTER 16-Kidnapped in Sianfu
- CHAPTER 17-The Chase
- CHAPTER 18-Something Big, Something Little
- CHAPTER 19-The Lady of Bath
- CHAPTER 20-One Murderer More or Less
- CHAPTER 21-Mr. Yellow Coat
- CHAPTER 22-One Alphabet Wanted
- CHAPTER 23-The Fortunes of Harrow
- CHAPTER 24-The Ambassador Makes a Point
- CHAPTER 25-Kidnaping the Lunghai Express
- CHAPTER 26-Nevada Fires a Shot
- CHAPTER 27-Tai Erh Chwang-A Victory
- CHAPTER 28-The Truth-Suggested
- CHAPTER 29-Two Persons of the Same Mind
- CHAPTER 30-The Lotus Eaters
