” “Ah!” Sir John exclaimed. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. It would send business elsewhere; and the hotel business in Canton was never so prosperous that one could afford to lose a single guest.
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