‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. It was enough. But he's witty and amusing, and when reasonably drunk he can play the piano like a Paderewski. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes. She looked at it with a little shudder, but she made no motion to take it. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead.
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