I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is for your good. And so —’ ‘And so she was able to become my—’ Melusine did not say it, for wet-nurse no longer seemed appropriate. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. 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. The gentleman appealed to shook his head in reply, coughed as only a Dutchman can cough, and raising his hand from the bowl of his pipe, went through precisely the same mysterious ceremonial as the Master. I'll see her myself; and that's more than she bargained for, I'll be sworn. “Have you not heard?” she said.
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