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. " "For you!" exclaimed Jonathan; "don't flatter yourself that I'm thinking of you. Why, there was drama in the very dress she wore! There was drama in the unusual beauty of her, hidden away all these years on a forgotten isle! "You've been lonely, too. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits.
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