I almost didn't answer the call. I had been gazing absentmindedly out at the hills and the purple splash of heather as the train sped south toward York. But the car was almost empty so I took out the phone and clicked on the button. A voice confirmed my name and asked abruptly if I could go to China. Glancing around me, I whispered, "I can't really take a call right now. I'm in the quiet coach, you see."
- From Chinese Rules: Mao's Dog, Deng's Cat, and Five Timeless Lessons from the Front Lines in China by Tim Clissold
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