Dinsmore, watching beside him, knew that it was the ebb tide.
Douglas, as I have said, had the disadvantage of riding an ebb tide.
Had the girl been alone, she told herself, she would have given her to the ebb tide.
Towards what fate was the ebb tide of the streets drifting them?
The wind fell, as I expected, and after dark we barely stemmed the ebb tide.
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