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Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. . Yet, here she was, in the ancient Chinese city, weaving in and out of the narrow streets some scarcely wide enough for two men to walk abreast, streets that boiled and eddied with yellow human beings, who worshipped strange gods, ate strange foods, and diffused strange suffocating smells. ” “It’s an unrest—a longing—What’s that?” The waiter had intervened. It was Annabel’s. On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. " "For every hurt she has, I shall have two. Perhaps I deceived you about it. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. That’s what I mean.
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