He looked half at her and half at the sky. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. . She took his hand in hers. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. Even this man-hunting machine was willing to grant the boy his honeymoon.
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