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The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. Then he got up and left her. He was the true optimist; and that he should proceed, serenely unconscious of reefs and storms, she accepted the double buffets. You make a game with me, imbecile. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back.
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