You left Hong-Kong at night, by way of the Pearl River, and arrived in Canton the next morning. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father. “I don’t care a rap for remembering.
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