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As absurd as that you take this interest in my affairs. ” “Then don’t talk to me now. Remember that I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, and I’m well aware of your identity. He believed me when I asked him to marry me. When the carpenter a moment afterwards stretched out his hand, scarcely knowing whether he was alive or dead, he found himself alone. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application. 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. “It’s the centre of the intellectuals. You know very well that you took from my easel David Courtlaw’s study of me, and sent it to Cariolus. Then he threw the letter at me. “Very likely.
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