The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. On the Day he had trumpet-like outbreaks of cordiality, varied by a watchful preoccupation. For a time I didn't know we'd ever find you. “No, the only person I told before tonight was my mother and father.
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