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The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. ’ The crack in the iron front widened a little, and the general was obliged to clamp his jaws tight against the rise of a pain too well remembered. ’ Gerald’s jaw tightened. " So saying, he left the room. The third time she escaped she reached the inconsequent barricade of the overturned table.
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