Ho-hum! CHAPTER IX The Hong-Kong packet lay alongside the warehouse frontage. More than ever Sir John was glad that he had sat down. ’ ‘But you don’t look anything like her,’ burst out Mrs Ibstock. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. But in a moment she believed she understood. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the motley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle.
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