“Where have they gone?”

— Dong Fuxiang

Familiar strangers: a history of Muslims in Northwest China, Jonathan Neaman Lipman, 2004, University of Washington Press, Seattle, 157, 0-295-97644-6, 2010-06-28 http://books.google.com/books?id=90CN0vtxdY0C&pg=PA157&dq=Fuxiang+said,+%22I+shall+send+people+to+urge+them&hl=en&ei=cceaTOXCKYT48Aa2xa1S&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=1&ved=0CCUQ6AEwAA#v=snippet&q=fuxiang%20where%20have%20they%20all%20gone&f=false,

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