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. That is what they think we are for!” “We’re beasts,” said Teddy. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Gerald switched to French. Cahill gave me a hall pass. Spurlock.
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