Fancying they were alone, Sir Rowland threw aside his cloak, and produced a
heavy bag of money, which he flung upon the table; and, when Wild had feasted
his greedy eyes sufficiently upon its golden contents, he handed him a pocketbook filled with notes. A friend of mine, Ogilvy’—I
suppose that’s Ogilvy & Ogilvy, who do so many divorces, Vee?—‘was
speaking very highly of it—very highly!’” He smiled into her eyes. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. CHAPTER XXVIII. Her father and her husband, who had both been a little pale at
their first encounter, were growing now just faintly flushed. If there was a Yankee bar-keep in HongKong, James Boyle would soon locate him. Within ten minutes he had read much more than had greeted his
eye. "
"No fear of that," rejoined Rowland: "such vermin never dare to show
themselves in this privileged district. But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door. He just
walked in a few minutes ago.
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