Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. His father was one of my old customers, and I am happy to find his son treading in his steps. Talked about his years, his position and his constituents, and always sneaked off back to his hotel just when the fun was going to begin. From the portals of the hotel—scarcely fifty yards from the canal—one saw the blank face of the ancient city of Canton.
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