At a sign from Ah Cum, official custodian of the sightseers, the polechair coolies pressed toward the left and halted. E. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. “My husband and all his friends are fools, and the life they lead is impossible for me. Men were going hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish, and trying to support the tottering habitations. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. And, in fact, all round the problem you don’t know and I don’t see how I could possibly have told you before. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed.
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