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In a very definite sense we are in the wrong
—hopelessly in the wrong. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the
promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance
striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European
clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had
journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. “This ain’t no place for
you. "
"Nonsense!" cried Wood; "while there's life there's hope. It’s awkward,
but we’ll get round it somehow. "
"Not now—not now!" she returned, with a shudder.
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