She had felt very uncomfortable around him, grotesque. If you talk of your faults, I shall talk of your splendors. I had no curiosity of that kind. ‘I thank you. Part 2 They received the guests in their pretty little hall with genuine effusion. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol.
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