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She disengaged her hands and stood up. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he
expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Entering the Red Room, he crept through the hole in the wall, descended
the chimney, and arrived once more in his old place of captivity. He
must fight the thought continually, day in and day out. ‘You would
have a history of my life? Very well. Ah, no, I have it wrong. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. "
Miserably his thoughts shuttled to and fro in search of what he knew she wanted
—a love story. ’
He took a pace forward, seizing the gun with one hand, while the other locked
her arm so that he could forcibly wrest the weapon from her.
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