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Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. Over here men drink because they are lonely; and when they drink too hard and too long, they wind up on the beach. “Women would—they DO have far more power than they think, as influences, as inspirations. ” “But how can I help it? How can I keep silence?” “Please!” she insisted. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. " "In whose favour is it made?" he inquired, sternly. ‘We’ll cross that bridge if and when we come to it. You will obey me out of common decency.
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