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" "I am here in Canton," she replied, simply. She was frightfully hungry. Let alone a girl. She would end alone. Not far from the entrance, on the left, was a sort of screen, or partition-wall, reaching from the floor to the ceiling, formed of thick oaken planks riveted together by iron bolts, and studded with broad-headed nails. You are not a tourist seeking adventure.
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