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” Lucy commented as the mud was smoothed around the grave site. “Stop!” He ran towards her. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. She was conscious of a ceaseless undercurrent of sound—the guttural Chinese tongue. Even given that he was hopelessly enamoured of the wench, a fact which was obvious to the meanest intelligence.
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