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But that bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses. "I'll fetch it. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. She roves the blue fields of the North, with the clean North Wind on her lips and her blonde head jewelled with frost— mocking valour and hardihood! Out of the West she comes, riding the great ships and the endless steel ways that encompass the earth, and smoke comes with her and the glare of furnace fires—commerce! From the East she brings strange words upon her tongue and strange raiment upon her shoulders and the perfume of myrrh—antiquity! But oh! when she springs from the South, her rosy feet trailing the lotus, ripe lequats wreathing her head, in one hand the bright torch of danger and in the other the golden apples of love, with her eyes full of sapphires and her mouth full of pearls! "With her eyes full of sapphires and her mouth full of pearls. "He will kill me," cried Thames. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. ‘You were right, miss. Yet she held her tongue. Its importance had vanished with her abandonment of compromise.
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