He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. ‘Who is that man? What has he to do with you? No, don’t tell me. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. "You are all right?"—anxiously. Had he not said so? Not that she wished him to marry her. . Dizziness overcame him like anesthetic and he slept. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands.
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