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It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. "I say," retorted Edgeworth Bess, with a very unfeminine imprecation, "I shan't stand any more of that nonsense. ” “And now—I am to lose you. Get you gone. ‘No, Melusine. "There won't be much left for you," he said. I was compelled to run away. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. Will you let your servant call me a hansom,” she continued, opening the door before he could reach her side.
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