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He admitted that it would bore him to dally here in Canton, with the pleasures of Hong-Kong so close. CHAPTER XVIII. You did not see me, I know. Darrell stood erect in the bark, with his drawn sword in hand, prepared to repel the attack of his assailants, who, in their turn, seemed to await with impatience the moment which should deliver him into their power. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. Hugging them, they crept stealthily around the house, Major Alderley leading, and wasting—so his captain acidly commented—a deal of time checking the windows and doors. Ousted from his old retreat, the Cross Shovels, Baptist Kettleby opened another tavern, conducted upon the same plan as the former, which he denominated the Seven Cities of Refuge. "Once there," proceeded Wild, without noticing the interruption, "he's as good as in his grave. " "Never fear, Sir," replied Marvel. ‘Jacques?’ she called.
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