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“Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. Then came the cable that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. People were passing in the street below. Once I banged on the door so hard I split it in two. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. She interrupted. Always at your service. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face.
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