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I can’t forget about your sister. Gerald’s breath caught. You know how stubborn they get. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. She refused coffee, though she knew that anyhow she was doomed to a sleepless night. Rummage, my boy, do. Out of the beaten track! He must not appear too eager. ’ ‘I thank you,’ Gerald said drily. So far she had the utmost difficulty in getting on to that vitally important matter. Spurling, half aside.
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