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‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. And I have seen work by his pupils myself that struck me as being—well, next door to shameful. That is good. "If any one's to blame, it's me. The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. . ‘You will arrest me? For—for—’ ‘Trespass, theft and spying,’ snapped Hilary. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear.
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