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“But how is it all going to end?” said Mr. When she told him that the natives called her The Dawn Pearl, his delight was
unbounded. ”
“And I have been dreaming and thinking—”
“I am frightfully sorry. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily
as the punka-boy bestirred himself. "
The air in the narrow street, which was not eight feet wide, swarmed with smells
impossible to define; but all at once the pleasantly pungent odour of Chinese
incense drifted across the girl's face, and gratefully she quickened her
inhalations. ”
“Then why,” Anna asked quietly, “do you run away? It is not like you. I will do
anything and everything I can to become your equal. ’
‘How can I have more? You have taken my pistol. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. “Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,”
said she. Before her stretched blank spaces,
dotted with running people coming toward her, and below them railings and a
statue.
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