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‘Then it must certainly be Eugénie. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. " "I will take you. Manning,” she said, “I warned you not to idealize me. ‘If you had met her, you’d understand. There was a gentle rustling of skirts. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. Twenty-one, twenty-two. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Here was an instrument which might be of the greatest service to him in accomplishing his design. What could I do at home? The other’s a crumple-up—just surrender. All in a moment.
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