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Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, invariably missed the mark. Mr. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep. I have two Malay clerks in the store; but I'm obliged to have a white man to watch over them, or they'd clean me out. He was still flashily dressed, with much obvious jewellery and the shiniest of patent boots, but his general bearing and appearance had altered for the worse.
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