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Darkness had fallen on the docks. Gradually the tapering masts had melted into the fading sky till the cordage became faint as gossamer, and the dark shining hulls reposed shimmering against the evening mists coming up from the sea on the breast of the tide. The ghostly light faded away; distance was annulled save where a lantern gleamed in nebulous circles.
There was nothing moving except the shadows, or so it seemed, till a black mass crept out from between the sheltering haven of the wood piles and crept cautiously along the granite quay. In the fell gloom it might have passed for a hunted animal; but it was worse than that, being a hunted man. Presently, he moved on again, crouching close, for a splash of light fell upon him from a ship's deck.