C. But I can't account for it!" "At all events, you shall answer for it," thundered Wild, with a bitter imprecation. The sounds that reach the ear, and the objects that meet the eye, are all calculated to awaken a train of sad and serious contemplation. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “Where should we go?” Knowing that they would be dogged wherever they went, she volunteered, “Let’s go to the Big Apple.
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