

Publisher:
London, EN : Collins, 1985.
Branch Call Number:
+F MAC
Characteristics:
222 pages


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Add a Comment"ah wang said slowly, 'your eyes are not the eyes of a well man.' he turned to a wall cabinet and poured amber liquid into a tumbler. 'a well-tried specific from your own home land, mr. macinerny.' 'och man, it was chust what I was needing.' macinerny drank deeply, shuddered violently and coughed until the tears rolled down his cheeks. ah wong looked at him with suddenly narrowed eyes. less than a month had elapsed since two sailors had inconsiderately dropped dead after drinking, in one of his emporiums, a bottle of what had purported to be proprietary scotch and had it not been for the prompt midnight transfer of a couple of barrels of wood alcohol to the go-down of a cherished enemy and a sending to the authorities of a letter signed 'pro bono public,' he might have been in trouble indeed. as it was, any adverse reaction to his scotch now struck deep at ah wang's sensitive soul. 'you do not like my whiskey, mr. macinerny?' he asked slowly. "all we can know is that this man, who selflessly gave his own life, would never have thought of recognition nor cared for it had he been given it...an unknown man, a nameless man, but he remains forever as the symbol of the spirit of the CITY OF BENARES."