If there was a Yankee bar-keep in HongKong, James Boyle would soon locate him. Why? Here was a curtain indeed. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. She had come to the end of her resources. That her husband was not touching her anymore grew to be like a disease, something to be cured. Luckily, she was bereft of consciousness, and was thus spared the additional misery of witnessing what afterwards befell him. "I understand," she said.
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