She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. ‘Except Captain Roding,’ agreed the old lady, nodding at the butler. His red hair marked him, cut short into a round shape that had the texture of a Brillo pad. The bolder members in the House left their places to go lobbyward, grinning. Not that he deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. She was informed by Ah Cum that the Chinaman was one of the literati and that he was expounding the deathless philosophy of Confucius, which, summed up, signified that the end of all philosophy is Nothing. 1.
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