The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. He kissed her cheek. " "Zounds!" exclaimed Quilt, "did you kill him?" "Not quite," replied Terence, laughing; "but I brought him to his senses. Clotilde pried Fritz from Lucy’s left leg where he was clinging. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout: "Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and murder and sudden death. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. 6.
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