Once, in the patio or go-down of a European merchant, I met a greasy, unkempt Jew in a tattered gaberdine watching my commercial friend as he weighed what I took to be a double handful of crude brass curtain rings such as traders used to sell by the gross along the West African coast.
— from Pan-Islam by G. Wyman (George Wyman) Bury
Night, mate!” “’Night!” growled Uncle Jack in an assumed voice as he slouched down and gave me a shake.
— from Patience Wins: War in the Works by George Manville Fenn
“Humph!” grunted Uncle Jeff in a low voice to his nephew; “it’s a long time since I was at school, Stan, but I am going to give an order that used to be very familiar to me in the old days.”
— from Stan Lynn: A Boy's Adventures in China by George Manville Fenn
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