" "Why didn't you head him off, explain that it couldn't be done by a white man?" Ah Cum shrugged. I—listen. It doesn’t seem to matter. ‘I do not see at all. Hearing the approach of the rider, Mr. Ah Cum, sensing the difficulty, approached, recovered the damp handkerchief and returned it. "What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s apartment. Section 2.
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