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The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. He was snoring stupidly. Fifty pupils. Poor little one. Expiation. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood. "Trenchard," he muttered; "Aliva Trenchard—they were right, then, as to the name. ‘Her own,’ Gerald replied. ” “Of course you don’t,” said Miss Miniver, gesticulating triumphantly with her thin hand and thinner wrist, and patting Ann Veronica’s knee. He had hired not one but two engineers to record the event, subsidized entirely out of his own meager pocket. Wood, as, having seen the earth thrown over the remains of the unfortunate Mrs.
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