On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. I do not wish that the soldiers there will see it shine. " As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. ” She shook her head.
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