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 want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. " "I wish you did have some faults, Ruth. Imitating the example of Mr. Wild," he added, laughing, "it must be a stronger prison than Willesden cage that can hold me.
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