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. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. Then she reverted to the trousers. His grief was so audible, that it attracted the notice of some of the bystanders, and Thames was obliged to beg him to control it.
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