She was vaguely happy over this arrangement which put her in the wing across the middle hall, alone. 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 cry was echoed by twenty different voices.
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