. 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. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. ‘She means thanks to you, General,’ Gerald translated automatically, forgetful of his old commander’s fiery temper. Kneebone,—pray go!" implored Winifred. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish.
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