The blow was scarcely dealt, when, with a bound like that of a tiger, Blueskin sprang upon him. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. But as Rowland sprang to the helm, and gave the signal for pursuit, a roar like a volley of ordnance was heard aloft, and the wind again burst its bondage.
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