Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. Something in his tone pinched her heart. He called to the other attendant, who held the torch. . Doesn’t matter a bit to me. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw.
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