Sooner or later she’s going to run away again, and I want Frith to follow her and find out where she’s living. He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. “And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any one of my sort ever gets to prayer. ” “Wait,” she said. 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. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy.
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