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‘Do not look at me so,’ he snapped. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. At least, I frustrated her design in calling upon him this morning. There was a great splash of blood upon it, her hand was all wet and sticky.

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