Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. It had ever been her policy, much to Melusine’s relief, for she was apt to complain that it only made her mad and there was nothing she could do about it. ’ ‘But you say that I was born here,’ objected Melusine. "Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. ” “That is exactly what I feel. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. ’ ‘Entertained, he says!’ ‘Intrigued, then,’ amended Gerald equably, although truth to tell he was enjoying the mystery enormously.
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