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‘It is all the fault of that lantern. And I heard ‘Alcide’ sing, and that little dance she did. "But she is saying something to me! What is it?" The hotel manager, who spoke Cantonese with facility, interpreted. Never had he corrected her with hand or whip, the ring in his voice had always been sufficient to cower her. You are my wife now and you belong to me.
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