In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. The whole place had come to life, the magic seeped out of the walls. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. I daresay that is one of the names of the nuns in your convent. And he unsheathed his sword. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Someone was coming out of the house.
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