“What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his
elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Saviour's Stairs. The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance
striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European
clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had
journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. "The ban-dogs!" thundered a tall man, whose stature and former avocations had
procured him the nickname of "The long drover of the Borough market. The party, then, sat down to a bowl of punch; and, at its
conclusion, Captain Kneebone regretted that an engagement to spend the
evening with Mrs. To-morrow, when she returned to Hong-Kong, she would purchase a
simple but modern dress.
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