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A note of belligerency had crept into his tone. " "Bless you for it. ’ Still the girl said nothing. But I never betray an old customer. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. They’re in grad school and they both live in New York. ” He stared at her incredulously, and she laughed very softly. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. That’s got his nerves to rags. " Many wrinkles appeared at the corners of Ah Cum's slant eyes—as if the sun hurt—but the rest of his face remained as passive as a graven Buddha's. Jack was not half your age when he died.

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