"Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. When I told her that there were no available nurses this side of Hong-Kong, she offered her services at once, and broke her journey. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. Wood. But not today. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her.
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