At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. She seemed to assume that it must certainly be something she had said. I’ll be ready in a moment. The Dawn Pearl. She repeated this breathlessly. ’ Then she jammed her hat on her head all anyhow and ran from the room.
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