Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and liking for him. On some insane score she fancied she had to state her case in verse. Tears began to stream from her cheeks. The nose was long and sharp, the chin pointed, the forehead broad and flat, and connected, without any intervening hollow, with the eyelid; the teeth when displayed, seemed to reach from ear to ear. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. ‘I thought it was his great-nephew, young Brewis Charvill, who is his heir. No one seeing you together could doubt that she is your granddaughter. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. “Have you told anybody else?” Lucy asked. "I have a token to deliver to you," continued the stranger, addressing her.
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