"Is she returned!" "Y—e—s, Sir Rowland," stammered Charcam. “He writes very well,” said Ann Veronica. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire.
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