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‘You’re speaking the truth. For a long time she surveyed a row of towering holly-hocks, as though they offered an explanation. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. She glimpsed Chinese penury when she entered a square given over to the fishmongers.
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