’ ‘Oh, that,’ Gerald said cautiously. Ah Cum was not a sailor, but he knew his water-front. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. On the left lay the heights of Hampstead, studded with villas, while farther off a hazy cloud marked the position of the metropolis. "But trifle with mo no longer.
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