" CHAPTER XI. I don’t know if I express myself clearly. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. He must preserve it, however, as they preserved the Ark of the Covenant. Stanley. Later on I could scarcely have forgiven you. ‘You do not think it is enough English. Opposite, his pupil stood with bowed head and clasped hands.
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