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Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. Tombs were desecrated, beautiful statues toppled, and the colorful shops that she had been enchanted by along the canal had been closed or burned. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. You don’t happen to know of any one, I suppose, who wants a nursery governess, or a clerk—without shorthand—or a tryer-on, or a copyist, or——” “For Heaven’s sake stop, Miss Pellissier,” he interrupted. “Do something!” But he laid by his prey, half-watching the fight, gorging on the woman he had caught that had been meant for Rhea and her child. ” “I don’t care.
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