After a little further discourse the old man took his departure. And then you can go home and think things over before we talk again. ‘I cannot possibly shoot a lady, you know. That’s all. 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. He chuckled. Detention would mean coming home late, which spelled distraction and trouble on the night of a kill. " "Ha!" ejaculated the other. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts.
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