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Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. " "Where are they?" "Ay, where are they?" chorussed the mob, flourishing their various weapons, and flashing their torches in the air; "we'll starve 'em out. Think, ma’am.
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