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For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. Her greatest exploit was the howling before the mid-day meal. “It’s Ennison, isn’t it?” he exclaimed. Mrs. 1. Sheppard prepared for church.
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