She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. ’ A giggle answered him. "He is gone!" cried Mrs. "What ho!" he cried slapping Smith, who had fallen asleep with the brandybottle in his grasp, upon the shoulder.
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