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 suppose delusions are not uncommon to patients in his condition. . William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. You see, the trouble is that the matter is in dispute. But you have looked after me very well, and we will not allow this Gérard, who makes me all the time excessively angry, you understand, to make trouble between us. I told the soldier how he must go by the passage, and he found it and brought it here. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. He had but to give his orders. Do you know this, Sir?" he added, taking a key from his pocket. A sophisticated woman would have translated the tone as a caress. Horrible details recurred to her. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. But I won't be cheated of my prize.
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