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Upon the steps leading to the gates of the church stood two persons whom Jack instantly recognised. She found her foster father and Mike still awake, playing high stakes UNO at the dimly lit kitchen table. He is already married. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. ‘Certainly I have them with me. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. It’s all right.
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