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4. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. The word of a Chinaman; he had given it, so he must abide. . ’ Joan nodded, her face still averted. It made me wake up, and there I lay thinking of you, spending your nights up here all alone, and no one to look after you. "I could not make him understand.
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