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I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I— wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my wound—or I should have bled to death. "Your mother is dead," interposed Wild, scowling. And life is much the same, whether taken in battle, on the couch, or by the road-side. The burden of decision had been transferred. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. We girls, my sister and I, were left quite alone when our father died, and I made up my mind to make some little place in the world for myself. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock.
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