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“Good evening, Dorling,” he said. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. She would not be driven in by this persistent, sneaking aggression. She was slender, and sometimes she seemed tall, and walked and carried herself lightly and joyfully as one who commonly and habitually feels well, and sometimes she stooped a little and was preoccupied.

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