She suddenly felt strange, and only then realized she'd been drugged.

'So where are you from? Sulianren? What are you doing in Qiqiha'er?' I explained that I was on my way to Mohe, and her eyes widened slightly. 'Why do you want to go to Mohe? There's nothing there. You'd be better off going to Harbin.' I polished off a dumpling moistened in the oily surface of the soup. 'I've just come from Harbin. What about Qiqiha'er - what is there to see here?' 'There's nothing in Qiqiha'er either.'

[O]ld as I am,—I do not mean aged, but well on in years,—I believe in love still.

The canon law on this matter conflicts with several other canon laws.