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Too late she realised that Emile was not trying to escape. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. ‘You wish a life of obedience? So be it, Mademoiselle Charvill. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. But this is not sufficient.
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