To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. She longed to allow him to kiss her again, to touch her again. I'm going through his pockets. “Dear old Daddy,” she said, “he’ll make a fearful fuss. “Julian, please, let’s go to your place.
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