"You 're brave, white man," she said, with a hand on his arm. She was silent for a moment, before she added: "And I think you 'll get him."
"Of course I 'll get him," retorted Blake, buttoning his coat. The fires had been relighted on the cold hearth of his resolution. It came to him only as an accidental afterthought that he had met an unknown woman and had passed through strange adventures with her and was now about to pass out of her life again, forever.
"What 'll you do?" he asked.
Again he heard the careless little laugh. "Oh, I 'll slip down through the Quarter and cop some clothes somewhere. Then I 'll have a sampan take me out to the German boat. It 'll start for Canton at daylight."
"And then?" asked Blake, watching the window of the Luiz Camoes lodging-house below him.
"Then I 'll work my way up to Port Arthur, I suppose. There 's a navy man there who 'll help me!"
