Henry Clay, thirteen cents in Hong-Kong and two-bits in that dear old New York. The winters were terrible in cold climates, and she often had been driven to dig herself large underground pits where she waited it out like a mole in the cold months. But the morning brought courage again, and those first intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. The room in which this interview took place had a sordid and miserable look.
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