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" "For me!" vociferated Mrs. You shall lie upon your back; your head shall be covered; and your feet shall be bare. "Stolen by a gipsy when scarcely five years old, Constance Trenchard, after various vicissitudes, was carried to London, where she lived in great poverty, with the dregs of society. CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock. "Halloa!" exclaimed Austin, who had caught a glimpse of her departing figure, "one of the women is gone!" "No—no," hastily interposed Mrs. He was not quite sure whether, after all, he had been wise. There is the key. "I'll have to set you right on that, too.

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