The Shadow of the East

The night was warm and still, and there was barely a ripple on the water. The Bay was full of craft liners, tramps, and yachts swinging slowly with the tide, and hurrying to and fro sampans and electric launches jostled indiscriminately.

The night was warm and still, and there was barely a ripple on the water. The Bay was full of craft liners, tramps, and yachts swinging slowly with the tide, and hurrying to and fro sampans and electric launches jostled indiscriminately.