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. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. ” She breathed relief. Only one penny—two copies—two pence—thank you, Sir. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. In the struggle, Mrs.
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