Mike was showing his territorial instincts, brought out by the fact that he was drunk. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. Not these twenty year. Was this the result of some strange experiment? It was the person of Annabel Pellissier—the soul of a very different order of being. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask.
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