"Bolt the wicket!" shouted Ireton, who, with the others, had been not a little entertained by the gallant turnkey's discomfiture. Jack appealed to the new auditors, and again detailed his story, but with no better success than heretofore. 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. And then, as she answered nothing, “Seeing that we are lovers.
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