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To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. “It’s a great deal for a young lady who’s alone in the world, as I suppose you are at present, to have a respectable home, and I do not think in such a case that private apartments are at all desirable. I will remember them, Sebastian, along with my mother and father, and all the others I came to love and lose. I stubbornly insisted that we wait, and you woke up. ’ She shook her head. Heaven knows why! They don’t marry most of us off now until high up in the twenties. The man pulled up his horse grumbling, and turned round. But I liked to say it. He hated to destroy it; but that was the obligation imposed; and he was an honourable man. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped.
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