’ The crack in the iron front widened a little, and the general was obliged to clamp his jaws tight against the rise of a pain too well remembered. Humph!" "What's the matter?" "Sh!" Spurlock passed by on the way to the bar. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. ‘That’s not much comfort. We smirk, and we’re a bit—furtive.
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