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It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. “I am going,” she said grimly, with three hairpins in her mouth. “Punctual. But still you have told me of my real mother when I thought it was Suzanne Valade. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her gaze. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him.

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