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. . Those were dreams. A sinister thought edged in. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. . I am an independent sort of person,” she continued, “and I am engaged in an attempt to earn my own living. . "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears.
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