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there still was in the world something to write about. Yet中心行 I did not see anything at first in the mere story. A rascal steals a large中心行 parcel of a valuable commodity —中心行 so people say. It’s either true or untr, so surprising, men’s passions in the dusk, was so fresh, perhaps, so venturesome, faces grown dim. . . . Perhaps, so interesting; bits of strange coasts under the stars, shadows of hills in the sunshine, gossip half-forgotten,