“But perhaps I want to confess them. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. Ireton, was appointed to the office, stood with a hammer in one hand, and a punch in the other, near the great stone block, ready to fulfil his duty. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. Sir Rowland waved his hand, and the attendant withdrew.
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