"A little suffering will do him good. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. But his lips were honourlocked. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. “Remember that the man will probably die. ‘Dieu du ciel, for what do you take me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ he threw at her. Meanwhile, the service proceeded; and the awful command, "Thou shalt not steal!" was solemnly uttered by the preacher, when Mrs. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu.
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