There is everywhere at night in China the original fear of darkness. 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. “Certainly her voice is far more musical. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. Had I not known that you and your affianced bride are dearer to him than life I should have used this money to secure my own safety. ’ ‘All the way to England?’ She opened wide eyes. Then with an indescribable relief her feet were on the pavement, and she was being urged along by two policemen, who were gripping her wrists in an irresistible expert manner. ” “That is another French custom,” he remarked, “which is not so agreeable. He will not come.
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