Don't you bother about him.

I am advising you as a friend." "Thank you," said, Davidson, inwardly startled at the savage tone.

"I think I will sit down for a moment and have a drink, after all." This was not what Schomberg had expected to hear.

He called brutally: "Boy!" The Chinaman approached, and after referring him to the white man by a nod the hotel-keeper departed, muttering to himself.

Davidson heard him gnash his teeth as he went.
Davidson sat alone with the billiard-tables as if there had been not a soul staying in the hotel.