"'Sdeath! do you trifle with me, sirrah?" cried Rowland fiercely. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. His mouth was sensuous but his eyes became frenetic.
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