But women—women as a rule don’t throw themselves into things like that. On the envelope was written— Sydney Courtlaw, Esq. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. "Who? Jack!" exclaimed Jonathan. "His life—or yours?" "No one shall harm you more, my dear," cried Lady Trafford.
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