" But this difficulty was only overcome to be succeeded by one still greater. “Look here! Aren’t you going a little too far? This—this is degradation—making a fuss with sleeves. "What the devil are you about! Will you allow yourself to be beaten by a couple of kids?" "Not if I can help it," returned Abraham, making a desperate effort to regain his feet. No one is safe. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. It was bleeding again. 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.
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