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It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. She stared at his pleading face. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape. His grip twisted her wrist. The latter seemed inclined to advance and address the former; but suddenly changing his mind, he shouted to his companion in tones familiar to the stranger's ear; and, striking spurs into his steed, dashed off at full speed along the Edgeware Road. But he's witty and amusing, and when reasonably drunk he can play the piano like a Paderewski. It is good sometimes to walk with a man who can look God squarely in the face, as you can.
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