She had a bittersweet fragrance, like dusty books and honeysuckle. "The poor young man!" sighed Angelina. "Put your arms about me. ’ But the nun’s eyes had caught Gerald behind and she took instant umbrage. . From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. The thought of you, wandering from pillar to post, believing yourself hunted—it tore my old heart to pieces! For I knew you.
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