“You’re not a man for me—not one of a sex, I mean. Mr. At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness. He could remember when women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had.
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