Baptist Kettleby (for so was the Master named) was a "goodly portly man, and a corpulent," whose fair round paunch bespoke the affection he entertained for good liquor and good living. "I don't exactly know the rights of that affair," rejoined Griffin, with some curiosity. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. And now, only twenty-four hours behind him … that is, if he wasn't paddling by on the return route to Hong-Kong or had dropped down to Macao. Already she knew that she was overstaying her welcome. "It gladdens me to hear you talk thus, Joan," said Wood, in a voice of much emotion, while his eyes filled with tears, "and more than repays me for all I have done for you. " "You don't remember your mother?" "Oh, no; she died when I was very little. And you, Austin; and you Langley, I say the same thing to you.
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