He will have to return to Hong-Kong. ’ She spread her hands. “How did you find me?” He asked. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. This is a case either of suicide or murder. Some of their specimens—wonderfully selected, wonderfully got up. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor.
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