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Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. \" He said with a question in his voice, a question that revealed that he was intimidated, and not only that, but he had it bad. "Do not steel your heart against him, dear Thames," interposed Winifred. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. . " "How had he offended you?" inquired the widow. "There is a man in this room who seeks my life.
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