‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton. It was convenient for Father Saint-Simon, who could enter this way and prepare in the little room before going up the narrow stair to the chapel above where the nuns waited. Her head swam.
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