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... which flew a river less than ten Chinese feet. This little hill could be counted as a good place of blessing because of the mountain behind it and the river before it, though neither the mountain was high nor the river was deep.
“What a good place!” Qiu Yelan said with a half-smile holding the curtain in the carriage which had just arrived at the foot of the hill at sunset. Her eyes were fixed on a frightened hare, especially on its big beautiful back legs, for a long while and she fin ...
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