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. “But if my manner tells! I cannot help it if that shows. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. They were filthy after the burial. It did not occur to her that they at least had found a way of earning a living, and had that much economic superiority to herself. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor man! She felt very restless and excited.
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