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“What was that?” she asked sharply. ” He said wistfully. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. She had treated him badly; she had hurt him and her aunt; she had done wrong by their standards, and she would never persuade them that she had done right. Not alone with her, that’s sure.
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