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The spinsters had purchased one grass-linen tablecloth; the girl and the young man had purchased nothing. The first circumstance that struck her on her arrival seemed ominous. She had fallen asleep. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. “No, I’m fine. It would have been very well if she had been some common creature who might have been bought off. I leaned over and looked at him—he was quite still. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes.
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