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The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance. She had to wear cream and a brown sash and a short frock and her hair down, and Gwen cream and a brown sash and a long skirt and her hair up. She had gained respect all about town with news of her fine marriage, and her reputation as a beauty was expanding. " "Who?" almost screamed Mrs.
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