‘We don’t know who she is. I had a sort of idea,” he went on, “that you were starting life all over again, and it seemed awfully plucky. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Hanging about! And they start thinking and asking questions, and begin to be neither one thing nor the other.
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