" "Not necessarily. It must be somewhere hereabouts. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. Sheppard. The land about these walls is a common graveyard. And for many years, that was the way it was. I struck him across the face, jumped out and went back by train to Paris.
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