There was a man, a boy, and a woman. “It is a pity that as nations we are not more friendly. ” The tall young man dropped his eye-glass and smiled. ***** In the daytime the streets of the ancient city of Canton are yet filled with the original confusion—human beings in quest of food. ‘I live in Kent. Both had dropped the rather elaborate politeness of the dining-room, and in their faces an impartial observer would have discovered little lines of obstinate wilfulness in common; a certain hardness—sharp, indeed, in the father and softly rounded in the daughter—but hardness nevertheless, that made every compromise a bargain and every charity a discount.
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