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“It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over. Home!— which I never hoped to see again. . My natural parents both died a very long time ago and I have been on my own for a great deal of my existence. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. Knock on the partition if you want anything during the might. She had never seen her sitting on tables nor heard her discussing theology, and had failed to observe that the graceful figure was a natural one and not due to ably chosen stays. Passing at a glance over the whole of the intervening period; leaving in the words of the poet, —The growth untried Of that wide gap— we shall resume our narrative at the beginning of June, 1715. ‘Lord in heaven, did I do that?’ exclaimed Gerald remorsefully.
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