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He was not Meysey Hill, but an Englishman of business, and he had only a small income. "Spare me!" he groaned, looking upwards. Only the strong survived. For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient. Melusine opened her eyes at him. Marvel, in a tone intended to be consolatory.
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