Her eyes quizzed the major. How I could have been such a fool I’ll never know. Happen what might, he could not be in a worse position. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. ” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. To his great joy he found a small garret-door in the roof of the opposite house open. One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire.
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