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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. And lunged once more. Corbet Kynaston, then? Sir John Packington's courier was here yesterday. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. .
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