The nuns, they were very good with a whip. The costume of this personage was somewhat singular, and might have passed for a masquerading habit, had not the imperturbable gravity of his demeanour forbidden any such supposition. “I forbid it!” she said firmly. "What is your name?" "Ruth. Down in my part of the world it's all a man has to go by. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted.
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