Unless he deserts the girl, he won't be so hard to find as formerly. Conscience was always digging sudden pits for his feet and common sense ridiculing his fears. 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. "Well, Sir?" cried the other, eagerly. The Jew swallowed it at a draught. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes.
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