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Canton is all China at night. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. CHAPTER XXIII. “Number 13, please, cabman. "Get about your business!" "Thames!" cried Jack, beckoning to his friend. After all, he had the means of setting this tormenting doubt at rest. “I thought you weren’t keeping up to the mark. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. The doors of several of the wards were thrown open for these parties, and as Jack passed, he could not help glancing at the wretched inmates. She heard him crash against it, and turned the key in the lock. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. . Some of your sex, I mean. Only she is not Madame Valade at all. In the sixth center row sat an unexpected guest, his Classical Greek features stark in the yellow half light.
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