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Chapter 6 The next day Kin-Fo, whose disdain for things of this world did not lessen for a moment, left home alone, and, with his usual regular gait, descended the right shore of the creek. Having reached the wooden bridge which connects the English concession with the American, he crossed the river, and proceeded to a rather handsome house, which stood between the mission-church and the consulate of the United States. On the front of this house was displayed a large copper plate, on which was engraved, in raised letters, this inscription,— The Centenary Life-Insurance Company. Guaranteed Capital, $20,000,000. Principal Agent, William J. Bidulph. Kin-Fo pushed open the door, which was protected by another one inside, and found himself in an office divided into two compartments by a s