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I saw him possing an shop. Shantak is not a very large leiti agreat many
popo
m.
Shop every day; I knew the Prisoner by the name of Chow-ah Kuok
J
never knew him le
any
other name.
again
declared
Im-ah-Wing recalled, and
J
am a Cook employed at the Un - F'ai shop at Shan-tak, I
remember the by the of last March,
on the night of that
Sleeping
dany
می
Woo
on the ground-floor in the
secent apartment, ot about the third watch, I heard an intery upstairs.
J
got up and so did the assistants,
who
AreYO
eight in all, mine including
my
Master, Song King - You
who