“Nor am I now,” he answered. I’d come back from the ends of the earth. He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. Forthwith he presented his card. When Mr. He lowered himself on to her. And, fearing you might not come to me, I forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper.
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