It was quite evident he (the Chinese servant) had had his share and a night of it, for there are Chinese dens in Vancouver where opium is smoked and unspeakable infamies are practised, and no matter how meek and mild your Chinaman may look, no matter how gentle his voice or confiding his manner, Saturday night is almost certain to find him ‘doped’ in his bunk, weaving dreams under the poppy’s subtle spell. [3]
[Traduction] « Il était évident qu’il (le serviteur chinois) avait eu sa dose et plus encore, car on trouve à Vancouver des fumeries chinoises d’opium où se pratiquent des habitudes infâmes et indicibles.
