Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America. "This must be prevented," he added to himself. "You'll never return. You left Hong-Kong at night, by way of the Pearl River, and arrived in Canton the next morning. The room was dark and dusty.
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