"What poet was that?" "Stevenson. A momentary petrifaction, and terror had lent wings to her feet. Man or woman. I can’t imagine what possessed you, Veronica. He took his social pleasures once a year in Hong-Kong, after Easter. I spoke a thought aloud. Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way.
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