Every moment or two he bent over his patient. The prostitute’s attack was predictable, typical. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. "I think the natives saw you coming out of the lagoon, one dawn. Terrific shouts were raised by the rabble, who threatened to tear Wild in pieces if he showed himself. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out.
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