The hotel on the Peak had the aspect of a fairy castle. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath. The sing-song girls in Hong-Kong are far handsomer. He would see this sister. Sampans with fish and fruit and vegetables swarmed about, while overhead gulls wheeled and swooped and circled. A wrathful God was watching him.
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