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Canton is all China at night. Her steps slowed. But don't let my name frighten you. Spurling, and her now accepted suitor, resumed their seats. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. In the artificial light her skin had the tint and lustre of a yellow pearl. .
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