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The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. Her back stiffened. Wood, would preclude the possibility of his remaining with his new friends as long as his inclinations prompted. “I’m just in time to say good-bye before I go, father.
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