" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. “I want to be your friend,” he said. A narrow entry, formed by two low walls, communicated with the main thoroughfare; and in this passage, under the cover of a penthouse, stood Wood, with his little burthen, to whom we shall now return. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform.
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