Note 4 — Chapter XVI · The Tribulations of a Chinese
Charles E. (Charles Edward) Derbyshire translation
At this question all Quiroga’s liveliness vanished like a dream. His caressing voice became plaintive; he bowed lower, gave the Chinese salutation of raising his clasped hands to the height of his face, and groaned: “Ah, Señor Simoun! I’m lost, I’m ruined!”4