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did not sleep in the house that night, the Manager Dring. Now shink, the Abistants Sow to chun, (the Witness grish escammed) Wong-lo Hiv Wong-lo. Shui, te lo chew Fung - low-chun, Kwan-loh-Tuk.
and my self. We all got up by this time light or tin thieves had come down from up stairs, thin hai swords in their hands and lighted torches, I_
identify the Brisoner as one
of those men, he had or swork in the right
hand and a
lighted torch in the
torches amongst &
other. There were
farm
them - Fire of them drove us into
a corner.
sex of
two others were
in the shop, foiing - low-chum and