I've foiled him hitherto, and will foil him yet. “Ah!” said Ramage, impressively. Selfishness. ‘Now see here, missie. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. It added to the picturesqueness of the Sha-mien night to observe these gaily coloured lanterns dancing hither and yon like June fireflies in a meadow. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free.
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