“It’s a nice holiday. It wasn’t. " Many wrinkles appeared at the corners of Ah Cum's slant eyes—as if the sun hurt—but the rest of his face remained as passive as a graven Buddha's. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. It isn't as if he were stricken with typhoid or pneumonia or something like that. She felt herself getting into a corner. The child was now within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground.
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