I’d rather starve!” For a moment the conversation hung upon that declaration. His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. 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 safety lay in pretense—that what she saw was as a tale twice told. We shall have Mr. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude.
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