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The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. The weed was all right. Ah Cum said that it was customary to give the chair boys small money for rice. ‘What, is Nicholas dead?’ He saw the two of them exchange glances and an instinct of danger rose up. " "Never," echoed Smith, emphatically, "upon my honour. He was her only brother, and she his favourite sister.
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