Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. " "It's all up," muttered Thames. "Nothing whatever," rejoined the thief-taker, coldly. "Take him home, Saunders," said Sir Rowland, resigning his faulty steed to the attendant's care, "I shall not require you further. You seem to want this chap out of Canton. It’s a sort of blacklegging to want to have a life of one’s own. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. He felt that he was getting on with her very slowly indeed, but he did not see how he could get on faster. .
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