He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. 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. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly. ’ ‘Oh, peste,’ exclaimed Melusine crossly. Do take them away from me after I have had four. ” “I know. But there was nothing in her bearing that a passer-by would have noted, to tell of the excitement that possessed her.
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