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They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. "I wish to overtake Lady Trafford. laws alone swamp our small staff. There you are, the best client’s chair. "After him," cried Wild; "he mustn't escape. "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. At the eastern gate of the churchyard stood the carriage with the steps lowered. She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. 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.

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