During the wet monsoon the west beach was always littered. Then she had a baby and became as old as any really grown-up person, or older, and very dull. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl.
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