One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. She hissed in a breath and his eyes met hers. "Oh lord! I hope not. She felt that Ann Veronica had duped her in that dream, and now that she had come up to London she might as well speak her mind. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. ‘No need to shake in your boots,’ Gerald said soothingly. She felt she was now near her boy, and, nothing doubting her ability to rescue him from his perilous situation, she breathed a fervent prayer for his deliverance; and bending her steps towards the tavern in question, revolved within her mind as she walked along the best means of accomplishing her purpose. He looked down and met them.
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