We, ourselves, are scarcely the same we were twelve years ago. 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. Gerald sighed. ‘But, Gérard—’ ‘Don’t start arguing,’ he said in a tone that brooked no defiance. Wood.
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