"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. ’ ‘Don’t be too sure,’ said Miss Froxfield darkly, with a mischievous glance at her betrothed. He saw that his words were falling upon dull ears. “Do not force me to take you seriously,” she continued. He was dressed immaculately in a suit of heavy Shantung silk. “I can only repeat what I said before,” she declared. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. She caught the fact that it was something more than strong drink that laid you out. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. ‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the furious beauty at the visitor’s side.
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