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Her head snapped back as he grabbed her by the hair. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck. For Manning it would be a more temperate love altogether. “It is a secret mission,” she declared. Whence had she come: whither was she bound? A temporary congestion in the street held up the caravan for a spell; and Ah Cum looked backward to note if any of the party had become separated.
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