He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. “It’s jolly of you to come,” said Ramage. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that. ‘My papa he does not wish me to marry the man I choose, and thus he places me in the convent that the nuns may lock me up and I cannot escape.
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