"The lash cuts to the bone. Ho-hum! CHAPTER IX The Hong-Kong packet lay alongside the warehouse frontage. Wood went on fuming, and the trio went on laughing for some minutes, nobody knew why or wherefore, until the party was increased by Mr. Capes. "When a man reaches the lowest scale through drink, we call him a beachcomber. Mr. He looked around, and as he heard that deafening shout,— as he felt the influence of those thousand eyes fixed upon him,—as he listened to the cheers, all his misgivings—if he had any—vanished, and he felt more as if he were marching to a triumph, than proceeding to a shameful death. "We shall have the whole village upon us while you're striking the jigger.
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