From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Of course, if at any time—see reason—alter your opinion. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. We’re hedged about with discretions— and all this furniture—and successes! We are successful at last! Successful! But the mountains, dear! We won’t forget the mountains, dear, ever. She drew a long breath. He went to the door.
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