He opened the door for her with a faint disagreeable smile. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. ” Drummond, a few years older, dark, clean-shaven, with bright eyes and humorous mouth, laid down his paper and turned towards Sir John. Only the night before, in the dining room of the Hong-Kong Hotel, she had watched him empty glass after glass of whisky, and shudder and shudder. He reappeared in street clothes, his cropped hair not even damp from the shower, fresh-faced and sweetsmelling. "I've counted ten coffins so far.
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