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The lines about his mouth gradually softened. She had no intention whatsoever of spending her life in a convent, but that was not his affair. It was horrible. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. " "A Chinaman. The door was opened, and Austin entered the cell, when he absolutely recoiled before the spectacle he beheld, and could scarcely have looked more alarmed if the prison had tumbled about his ears.
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