He wisely refrained from questioning the manager of the Victoria. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Though it’s very kind of you. It's only a gentleman come to offer you his hand. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him. But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows.
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