Manning central in her mind. "He's dead," exclaimed Austin. When I carried you up here like a bride, that is the way I wanted us to be, Mary Lucia. 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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