" "Not I," replied Jack; "I'm too comfortable where I am. John did not see her until the last period. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. ‘One of your countrymen, perhaps?’ The girl clammed up, the moon of her white face staring up at him in the darkness. For the most part these were detached people: men practising the plastic arts, young writers, young men in employment, a very large proportion of girls and women—self-supporting women or girls of the student class. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. Good looks, with a melancholy cast, always drew sentimental females.
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