“Cheveney!” she repeated. He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning. Then she spoke, with a carelessness he instantly suspected. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. “Like what, Lucy?” She saw the panic threaten to overtake him.
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