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” She stared before her, trying to keep back a rush of tears. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate. ’ ‘You wouldn’t,’ agreed Mrs Sindlesham. "After all, I believe we Chinese have the right idea. To write under a pseudonym!—to be forced to disown his children! He could not write under his own name, enjoy the fruits of fame should these tales prove successful. " So saying, he left the room.
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