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‘Troops?’ ‘Go, man,’ urged the major in an undervoice. Maggot. Spurling and Marvel rose too. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. You come with those clear eyes of yours, as valiant as an angel. “Soul to soul.
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