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" In this temper, it will naturally be imagined, that Mrs. ‘Leonardo again,’ he growled. ” John gestured. He drew her closer. She had prepared herself to meet violent protest, a recurrence of that burning glance. . Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. “But Julian, we don’t even know each other!” She exclaimed. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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