CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. 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. She helped herself to the remainder of the slightly congealed bacon, and reverted to the problem of getting her luggage out of the house. To-day is for the sights; the other three days—lessons. “Upon my word,” he exclaimed, “this is most extraordinary. ‘Now what?’ The guard jerked his head up the corridor. His long struggle with himself, his avoidance of her were quite unnecessary. T. If he took a fancy to you, he invited you to the house for tea, bitter and yellow and served in little cups without handles. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. 1.
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