It could not go on much longer, her luck. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. “Love should be enough, John, but it never is. In the obscurity in which it was now seen, it looked like a prison, and, indeed, it was Jonathan's fancy to make it resemble one as much as possible. There was—a service. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. It’s all outside the world of your experience.
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