” They clambered down the hill together. "You're not hurt I hope, Sir Rowland?" inquired this individual. ‘He just came. ” “But you thought you could forget him. I'd have got something nice. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. On the way, he hired a chair with a couple of stout porters, and ordered them to follow him.
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