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She slipped silently inside the door as he went inside a 12 putrid little bathroom to urinate. The world is like a peppery horse. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. F. Wood, who had worked herself into a passion; "and, I'll warrant 'em, the boldest robber among 'em shall repent it, if he comes across me. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was fastened. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu.
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