They trudged along a little hungry, because of the fruitarian refreshments, and mentally very active. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. ‘And I’d like to know what the devil—’ ‘Out of town?’ repeated Melusine, stupefied.
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