The Roof and the Window. . One morning, as he took his stand on the Hong-Kong packet dock to ambush the possible tourist, he witnessed the arrival of a tubby schooner, dirty gray and blotched as though she had run through fire. That for the men lay near the Lodge, with which it was connected by a dark passage. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. Ann Veronica was apologetic to the bottom of her soul. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. His commissions this day would not fill his metal pipe with one wad of tobacco.
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