Instead, her husband was probably wise. "Allow me to assist you, Sir James," said Hogarth. 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. “Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the pillar-box.
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