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‘We?’ Gerald smiled. The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. ” “It scarcely gives me a chance,” Mr. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. Your name. You see—I didn’t understand.
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