A check arrives in Batavia every three months. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. To have the present lengthen into years! But in a few hours she would be upon her way, far lonelier than she had ever been. Yesterday!—who cared? To-morrow!—who knew? "Porpoise," she said, touching his hand. At any rate she must see me. A drunken idea, Ah Cum had called it.
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