" Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. Come along, master. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. ‘Wait for me. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese.
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