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He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. “That beast of a fellow is certain to be hanging about. Perhaps you will meet him someday. ‘Laisse-moi. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout: "Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and murder and sudden death. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. Mr Jarvis’s sister, that was. His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road.
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