B. Mr. It is the only way. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. ’ Lucilla gaped. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. ” Anna showed him the way. ’ ‘Ha! You’re Catholic, too, damn his eyes,’ growled the general.
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