"I cannot—will not suffer you to
remain here. The door opened. This morning I met him at the dock, and he wouldn't
take the other fifty. A hazy face appeared through the fog
of sleep, pale and thin and looming. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which
she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men
working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in
what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. "True," replied Wild. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five
persons instead of four. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors,
growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. "I took you for one who wouldn't hesitate to avail himself of any advantage
chance might throw in his way," returned the thief-taker, coldly. It was still profoundly dark; but the wind, which had
begun to blow with some violence, chased the clouds rapidly across the heavens,
and dispersed the vapours hanging nearer the earth.
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