‘Good God! Everett Charvill, as I live. To his relief, Mrs Sindlesham stepped into the breach, grasping her cane and rising painfully from her chair. “All right so far,” she said to herself. Michelle burst into laughter, followed by John, who almost spit up his cola. Not afraid of me, either. If he wants you, let him get you. 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.
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