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Ho-hum! CHAPTER IX The Hong-Kong packet lay alongside the warehouse frontage. ‘Well she does,’ insisted Miss Froxfield impenitently, and turned to Gerald. Contributions to the Project Gutenberg Literary Archive Foundation are tax deductible to the full extent permitted by U. “It jars. The boy would never know just how lucky he was. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole.
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