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If you knew anything about Canton ware, you were, as like as not, sorely tempted to stuff a teacup into your pocket. “I want to lay all my life at your feet. What!— you know so little of that child? She ran away from you. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness.
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