" "Be pacified, sweet soul," said Wood, looking meaningly at Thames; "you shall go, and I will accompany you. But this chap is good wine yet. Sebastianus began performing Marina’s last rites. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. Anna leaned over so that he needed only to whisper. You’re never going to believe this, by the way. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. 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. The very sight of these impediments, would have appalled a less courageous spirit than Sheppard's—but nothing could daunt him. They are tending to congregate, our poor French friends.
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