Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. “You are certain of this. " "I have heard sailors use words like that, but I never knew what they meant. I knew it was in vain to cry 'murder!' in the Mint, so I had recourse to stratagem. She was furiously angry. “Don’t fence with me,” Anna cried fiercely. “Hello, John. Most of you Americans pattern all Chinese upon those who fill a little corner in New York.
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