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With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “It is not, of course, a pleasant subject of conversation for you or for me, yet I think I may venture to suggest to you that your sister’s—er—indiscretions—have reached a point which makes a separation between you almost a necessity. And then, there would be the question of money. I am come to serve you. Brendon felt his arm seized. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again.
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