The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean. And thus it was that she came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry. "Quick. “I won’t have you quarrelling and crying in the Avenue,” he said. She awoke and found herself home amid a pile of three bodies, one of which she recognized as a former denizen of the household. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks.
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