"I know," said Mark Drew, smiling. "I'll hurry on. Pretty soon my father came to the cabin, sat down at his table and began to look over some papers. I dozed off--and woke up with a start. A lean, solemn Chinaman was standing just inside the cabin door. It was my first sight of the man whose birthday my father was celebrating here to-night. "'You are Chang See,' said my father, 'and the _Nile_ sailed without you.' "The Chinaman bowed, and something resembling a smile flitted across his impassive face. "'I see …
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