“Why not? They tell me that London is impossible till after ten, and I want my first impressions to be favourable. 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. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. He resolved to judge for himself. “Lucy, have you noticed that I don’t even own a dog?” He spoke into her hair. ” “You came—here!” he repeated, vaguely.
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