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But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede. ***** Spurlock possessed that extraordinary condition of the mind which is called New England conscience. Once upon a time she and Roddy had descended thence by the drain-pipe. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. Ireton and his friends to taste it. She tried not to blush. He was snoring stupidly. Who is the other?” “What other?” Her voice seemed to come from a long way off.
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