"To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. 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. “I saw you in a sort of sloping, slippery place, holding on by your hands and slipping. ” “But I didn’t lose it that way, did I?” She grew hysterical. Three times she escaped.
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