THE SIAMESE CAT
"Good! Just it!" she exclaimed. "Come, Chao Phya! Come to Missy!"
The new member of the peerage stared coldly, cried an amazing "Yaow!" and suddenly leapt upon the girl's shoulder.
"There!" she cried in triumph. "He's purring already. The little old dear!"
"Excuse me a moment," said Borkman, "I'll be back directly—if you will please wait here?"
As he stepped out into the glare, he bumped against the tall Chinaman of the tattooed symbol. "Look out there!" he snapped. Then suddenly they saw, from the shop, his whole frame struck by some change, and his clenched fists quiver. The coolie was slinking away; and as Borkman wheeled half about, his eyes flamed with rage. It was a new face that they caught sight of, and not a pleasant one to remember.
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