by the front door, finding a refuge in the loft of a house belonging to a friendly neighbour. But so determined was the mob to find his whereabouts that he was obliged to take refuge in a large wicker basket, where he sat for three or four hours while his enemies sought for him high and low, often quite close to his hiding place. At dusk, he and his assistant made their way to the river and took a boat to Hankow, where they
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