At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. Towards this box Sharples directed his steps, and, unlocking a hatch in the door, disclosed a recess scarcely as large, and certainly not as clean, as a dog-kennel. . Why had he kissed her? What had led him into that? Neither love nor passion— utter blankness so far as reducing the act to terms.
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