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“You’re still,” he said, “in the educational years. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout: "Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and murder and sudden death. She sat in a chair in the parlour and regarded the darkening sky through the small casement window. What was to hinder me, if I had been so inclined, from directing them to your retreat?" "Enough," replied Darrell.
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