“I think,” he said, “that I am right. ’ You have no right to call yourself ‘Alcide. His looks were fixed on his old benefactor. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. A sacrifice. . Let me engage myself. ‘Sir?’ enquired the lad.
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