Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. His grey eyes burned under his shaggy eyebrows. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. There was little fighting spirit here. She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. We were going at a mad pace.
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