ship company, which blithely informs you she will be in'at 10.30 with such assurance that you return cheered to your vigil.
But 10.30 comes without the boat. You telephone again. The same cheery voice assures you that the is docking now. You contradict him flatly whereat he appears grieved, and says that was the schedule anyway. You wait some more. Finally, if you are new at the game, you retire, worn out, to tiffin, and just as you turn your back on the Bund the boat sneaks in!
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.