“I want to speak to you. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. “We will take it then,” he said, “that you have refused or ignored one request I have made you this morning. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “You will come back, won’t you?” He nodded cheerfully. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious.
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