Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh. “Was I that bad?” He asked. . David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. "Ever play one of these machines?" "Yes. They had refused. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. A moment more and he would have been crushed beneath the ponderous board, when a slight but strong arm arrested its descent. My sister was scarcely likely to make a mistake.
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