Part 2, Chapter 7

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌⁠Because of the fatigue which possessed his every muscle, fatigue springing from the arduous, the trying hours now past, Peter the Brazen was sleeping the slumber of the worthy, when, at a somewhat later hour in the night, some time before dawn crept out of the China Sea, a figure, lean and gray, flitted past his stateroom on the narrow orlop deck, peered in the darkened port-hole, and passed on.

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