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THE FORTUNE OF THE INDIES
Jane; neat, anxious notes from the aunts; a sage and kindly letter from Mr. Bolliver; an envious word or two from stay-at-home schoolmates. Mark, smiling over Jane's effusion and reading as he walked to his stateroom, collided squarely with Chun Lon, the mess-boy, just outside the door. Chun Lon ducked out of the way with an apologetic grin.
"Confound him!" Mark thought, slamming the door. "What's he doing here, anyway? I'm always stepping on him somewhere."
Whereupon he sat down on the edge of his bunk to finish his sister's letter.
