莫尼山在内蒙古什么地方　　'And you came from-?'

　　'Ten years.'

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　　The coach drew up; there it was at the gates with its four horsesand its top laden with passengers: the guard and coachman loudly urgedhaste; my trunk was hoisted up; I was taken from Bessie's neck, towhich I clung with kisses.
　　'Very poorly,' was the answer.