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wish very much that you had written before leaving Paris. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. ”
She shook her head. ”
“Men,” said Miss Miniver, “NEVER have a reason. I ought
to have gone long ago. "Don't speak ill of him behind his back, father," interposed Thames. Below
the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously
dumped into a yawning pit. It had ceased raining, but the atmosphere was moist and chill,
and the ground deluged by the recent showers. Horrors abounded in every passageway as each turn
could bring a vision of a poor woman running from her
screaming plague-infested son or a bloated corpse of a
rich man whose mouth lolled open, showing gaps where
someone had pried out a few golden teeth. Heaven forbid. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called
her The Sow. For a moment her heart seemed to stop beating. ”
“Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and
explore.
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