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Still, here we are in this dingy, foggy city. An unhappy little sigh escaped her. Spurling. ‘Why, that’s one of the names with which she tried to fob me off. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. This amazing world she had set forth to discover! Yesterday at this time she had had no thought in her head about Canton. “It was best for me to know. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. “What do you think you are doing?” He asked. " He shifted the pages together, rolled and thrust them under her arm.
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