At no time did she feel bodily or mental fatigue. ’ She sipped at the liquid in her glass, but her eyes remained fixed, rather unnervingly, on Gerald. Bulging out more in the middle than at the two extremities, it resembled an enormous cask set on its end, —a sort of Heidelberg tun on a large scale,—and this resemblance was increased by the small circular aperture—it hardly deserved to be called a door—pierced, like the bung-hole of a barrell, through the side of the structure, at some distance from the ground, and approached by a flight of wooden steps. I'll bet you've been in Hong-Kong these two weeks already, and never a line to me.
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