’ There was a chuckle in his voice. ” “You will shake hands with me, please,” she begged. And the fences are down for good. ’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands. The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. " "But why not?" The doctor dallied with his teaspoon. CHAPTER XV. I do forgive him; but he will never know now.
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