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One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. “I suppose some one makes a bit on the food,” she said.
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