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into golden dimples; the breath of the south-west 

 monsoon blew in fresh and salt from over Sumatra 

 and the ocean beyond, and the little launch with 

 her propeller racing at full speed left the narrow 

 discoloured waters of the mangrove swamps and 

 breasted the incoming tide and freshening breeze, 

 and headed for the open sea. 



