There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. I'll try to fill in the gaps. “He was alive at four o’clock this afternoon,” she answered, “but the doctors give little hope of his recovery. I was among the common herd in the place below, but I took good care to see you. She makes me feel terribly old-fashioned. My mother really wants to meet you. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless.
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