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stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and
descended in a shower of bricks and stones. But the fall was too great, and he abandoned the attempt. She looked down tassels of his shiny shoes with a
scowl. I won’t try. But what a monster was this Emile. He was also aware that all his arguments would
shatter themselves against her resolutions. She would be
enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional
ruffles. Actually, he had come all this distance simply to fulfil a certain clause in his
contract with Fate, to be in Canton on this particular day. You’ll end there one day, mark my words. From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had
uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's
escaped him. "Your son's father was a
thief; and Jonathan Wild (unless I'm misinformed,) was his friend,—so it's not
unnatural he should show some partiality towards Jack.
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