She had not thought anything could equal her despair at that moment. The chair had extension arms over which a man might comfortably dangle his legs. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. 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 went to her rooms to-night.
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