“A confusion of motives—that’s what I am!. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. " "As an honest Chinaman?"—taking out the offensiveness of the query by smiling. 275 “Yes!” She answered, feeling joy and fear well in her chest. ’ ‘Ah yes. And I am grateful to you. His apparel was sumptuous in the extreme, and such as was only worn by persons of the highest distinction. He used to live in a boarding-house in Russell Square. The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. Byrom,—a poet of whom his native town, Manchester, may be justly proud; and his features and figure have been preserved by the most illustrious of his companions on the present occasion,—Hogarth,—in the levée in the "Rake's Progress," and in "Southwark Fair. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. “That beast of a fellow is certain to be hanging about. He sat down.
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