Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. As he understood it, folks saw in two or three days all there was to see of Canton. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone. ‘I do not know. ’ ‘But you must.
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