How she hated talking of the man who was
responsible for her being brought into the world. Perhaps I'd better open it now. Await me in the coach. Maggot held up a lantern, which she found in the
shop. So let me assure you now that we are not
accusing you of a crime. And he departed, just as Wood, who had become
alarmed by Thames's long absence, made his appearance with a blunderbuss in
his hand. Apparently she was always doomed to weep when
she talked to her father. While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently
afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. . The silence of Canton at
night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly
boil out.
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