So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. ” She said. “Forgive me,” he said. "Good Lord!—cannibals?" "Aye. Perhaps I've been mad all these years; I don't know. Taber is the name.
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