“You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. “I think that you were inquiring for Mr. But two weeks later he returned. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. You must—you shall be mine. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. Folding his arms, he placed his back against the door, and burst into a loud laugh.
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