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The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. Will I meet you there?’ ‘Yes, yes, I shall await you. Better to remain silent. But when she was thinking it over in her room that evening vague and baffling doubts came drifting across this conviction. The bungalows and stores were built of heavy bamboo and gum-wood; sprawly, one-storied affairs; for the typhoon was no stranger in these waters.
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