He was confounded by the presence in which he found himself. Her fingers rested upon his. "Is it poison?" she asked. Robbed of their prey, the fury of the mob became ungovernable. They were silent for a time. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear. To-day is for the sights; the other three days—lessons. "But clear the room of this rabble, if you have sufficient authority over them. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. “Mr. “Is that plain?” she asked.
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