"Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. “Well, what is it?” “Montague Hill is recovering consciousness,” he said. That dress! Only a man—and an unworldly one—would have permitted you to proceed on your adventure dressed in a gown thirty years out of date. " "Come along, master," said the waterman.
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