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. “A silly little priestess who knew nothing of life at all until she came to you. They proved all sorts of things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. " "Whom do you mean?" demanded Jackson. Jack submitted to this scrutiny with a very bad grace, and vehemently protested his innocence. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably.
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