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He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. "Auntie?" he cried. Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. ‘Don’t, miss,’ uttered the boy. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters. " "I am sorry.
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