The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. ’ He sighed, spread his hands quite in her own manner, and fluttered his lashes. Much to my amazement, as soon as I was in her presence I forgot about my magic and thought only of love. ’ ‘A pretty tale. “I didn’t know Mr. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet.
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