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‘You cannot be always with me. Then—then we shall be together. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. It is the only way. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. She observed the tides, amazed by how high the water could rise, almost touching the tops of the cliffs.
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