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‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. In addition to his customary arms, Jonathan carried a bludgeon with a large heavy knob, suspended from his wrist by a loop; a favourite weapon, which he always took with him on dangerous expeditions, and which, if any information had been requisite, would have told Sheppard that the present was one of them. You see, I kidnapped poor Jack and made him promise to send me word if you went careering off anywhere. I hated him. ‘Did you sigh and flutter your eyelashes?’ ‘Certainly I did. “I have found out at last what a useless person I am —from a utilitarian point of view. “I cannot part with you. Canton was something like a blind alley; unless you were native, you couldn't get anywhere except by returning to Hong-Kong and starting afresh.
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