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" "On my soul, Thames, you wrong me!" replied Jack, passionately. " The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her inhalations. " "To be sure you are," replied Jonathan, laughing. We felt like thieves.
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