One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. Beneath the shelf, containing these books, hung the fine old ballad of 'St. Old Newgate. Let me only wear your livery.
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