In fiction you make the Chinese secretive, criminal, and terrible—or comic. Suddenly Anna felt her hand seized and imprisoned in Courtlaw’s burning fingers. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings.
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