Capes bore a face of infinite perplexity. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. It was cramped even at the end of the passage. Fortescue in the drawing-room, and actually shake hands with him in an entirely hopeless manner and hope everything would turn out for the best. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “Always has been,” said Ogilvy. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure.
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