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She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. “Let’s go. Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. He would come swiftly to her aid, she knew it. ‘But that will do for a start. “Where should we go?” Knowing that they would be dogged wherever they went, she volunteered, “Let’s go to the Big Apple.
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