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One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. Promptly Ah Cum wired the information to O'Higgins in Hong-Kong. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. She turned them down and gently placed the violin back in its red fake fur lined chamber. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. I am so much obliged to you for your projected benevolence. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. “Pellissier,” she repeated thoughtfully. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone.
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