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’ Hilary’s brows shot up. Her mouth was worthy of her face; with small, pearly-white teeth; lips glossy, rosy, and pouting; and the sweetest smile imaginable, playing constantly about them. But, taking the chisel from Blueskin, Jack quickly forced back the bolt. He had nothing to guide him; for though the torches were blazing ruddily below, their gleam fell only on the side of the building. This amazing world she had set forth to discover! Yesterday at this time she had had no thought in her head about Canton.
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