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He was now as civil as he had just been insolent. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. A small voice greeted her, hissing. He sells his daughter to a geisha or a sing-song master, and the girl is rented out until the debt is paid. Thames did not attempt to offer him any consolation, for he was almost as much dejected. “And what will Mr. ‘It is nothing. She could tell that he was leering at her. He scratched his upper lip reflectively.
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